"Yours" lyrics
(feat. Benji Glo)
[Chief Keef:]
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
I was riding in that thingy, his bitch like freaky
Me I like speeding, riding in them demons
Your thot don't speak English. Me? I speak Engla (England)
Money Danita, pull up in the creature
My son ride them forgis, me I ride visas
Kay Kay get that cash boy
Me I got visas
He say he got swag but me I got ether
He say he got Springfield. Me? I got Lisa
Your bitch up finna three way I met her this week
She said that she a keeper Thottie the keeper
The fuck I look like Peter
Da fuck you look like Tinka
Hell naw I be in the club like I'm legal
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
[Benji Glo:]
See I'm riding in that Bimmer, in the two-seater
Booling with a thottie, thotties is eaters
I'm smoking on some reefer, red in my two litter
Paid 6 for my shades another 6 for my sneakers
3hunna them my savages, they kill for no reason
Run up on Benji. Ha-ha you tweaking
Everybody know I can't see it's not a secret
She say her boyfriend go deep, but baby I go deeper
She say he gettin' money, I don't believe her
Me I be jugging, r-riding with me heater
I got molly Xanax, weed too, come see me
In the trap playing with them keys call me "Stevie"
[Chief Keef:]
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
I was riding in that thingy, his bitch like freaky
Me I like speeding, riding in them demons
Your thot don't speak English. Me? I speak Engla (England)
Money Danita, pull up in the creature
My son ride them forgis, me I ride visas
Kay Kay get that cash boy
Me I got visas
He say he got swag but me I got ether
He say he got Springfield. Me? I got Lisa
Your bitch up finna three way I met her this week
She said that she a keeper Thottie the keeper
The fuck I look like Peter
Da fuck you look like Tinka
Hell naw I be in the club like I'm legal
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
[Benji Glo:]
See I'm riding in that Bimmer, in the two-seater
Booling with a thottie, thotties is eaters
I'm smoking on some reefer, red in my two litter
Paid 6 for my shades another 6 for my sneakers
3hunna them my savages, they kill for no reason
Run up on Benji. Ha-ha you tweaking
Everybody know I can't see it's not a secret
She say her boyfriend go deep, but baby I go deeper
She say he gettin' money, I don't believe her
Me I be jugging, r-riding with me heater
I got molly Xanax, weed too, come see me
In the trap playing with them keys call me "Stevie"
[Chief Keef:]
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Benji Glo, Don Paschall
