Released: December 10, 2015
Songwriter: 12Hunna Chief Keef
Producer: 12Hunna
[Intro]
I'm double in it
I ain't had no sleep in 'bout a week
Got your thottie to my house, she's bout to freak
'Bout to freak, 'bout to freak
I ain't had no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thottie to my house, she's bout to freak
Fucking with her, geek
Beep
[Chorus]
I ain't have no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thotty to my house, she's 'bout to freak
I'm fucking with whoever ride with me
Is you gon' blow your pistol? Boy, we's 'bout to see
I dont owe you, boy, I got here on my own
Back in them days, I was out here on my own
Now these boys don't like I'm on the throne
Ain't no peace treaties, boy, don't call my phone
[Verse]
Smookin' on Tooka with my click-clack, fuck the chi-chat
Fuck nigga, you better get back before your ass get whacked
Niggas all about that chi-chat over that internet
I ain't with that damn chi-chat on that internet
Blammin' at these fuck niggas like "Bow, bow, bang"
And I got them damn wow-wow's in my chain
And I got them damn wow-wow's in my earrings
Finna get them damn wow-wow's on some rings
Put some wow-wow's on that range
Put some wow-wow-wow's on that motherfucking beamer
Hoes say I talk like I'm from Alabama
Nah, bitch, this ain't country grammar
[Bridge]
Jackson just like Samuel
Did you read the motherfucking manual
Lemme check my schedule
Choppa go "du-du-du", let's go
[Chorus]
I ain't have no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thotty to my house, she's 'bout to freak
I'm fucking with whoever ride with me
Is you gon' blow your pistol? Boy, we's 'bout to see
I dont owe you, boy, I got here on my own
Back in them days, I was out here on my own
Now these boys don't like I'm on the throne
Ain't no peace treaties, boy, don't call my phone
I'm double in it
I ain't had no sleep in 'bout a week
Got your thottie to my house, she's bout to freak
'Bout to freak, 'bout to freak
I ain't had no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thottie to my house, she's bout to freak
Fucking with her, geek
Beep
[Chorus]
I ain't have no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thotty to my house, she's 'bout to freak
I'm fucking with whoever ride with me
Is you gon' blow your pistol? Boy, we's 'bout to see
I dont owe you, boy, I got here on my own
Back in them days, I was out here on my own
Now these boys don't like I'm on the throne
Ain't no peace treaties, boy, don't call my phone
[Verse]
Smookin' on Tooka with my click-clack, fuck the chi-chat
Fuck nigga, you better get back before your ass get whacked
Niggas all about that chi-chat over that internet
I ain't with that damn chi-chat on that internet
Blammin' at these fuck niggas like "Bow, bow, bang"
And I got them damn wow-wow's in my chain
And I got them damn wow-wow's in my earrings
Finna get them damn wow-wow's on some rings
Put some wow-wow's on that range
Put some wow-wow-wow's on that motherfucking beamer
Hoes say I talk like I'm from Alabama
Nah, bitch, this ain't country grammar
[Bridge]
Jackson just like Samuel
Did you read the motherfucking manual
Lemme check my schedule
Choppa go "du-du-du", let's go
[Chorus]
I ain't have no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thotty to my house, she's 'bout to freak
I'm fucking with whoever ride with me
Is you gon' blow your pistol? Boy, we's 'bout to see
I dont owe you, boy, I got here on my own
Back in them days, I was out here on my own
Now these boys don't like I'm on the throne
Ain't no peace treaties, boy, don't call my phone