[Hook: Chief Keef] Fuck Rehab Oh no no no no no no
[Verse 1: Chief Keef] Bitch I be smoking dope what you mean? Niggas be like "Don't try Almighty Sosa, he got them things" Them bitches go ping-ping 30 in this ning ding Fuck rehab Rehab make me laugh Bitch I'd rather be up in jail Getting a lot of mail Like "Almighty Sosa, that's you?" Smoking on dope with your crew You don't know me? What the fuck you talking bout? Nigga, all I remember is selling dope out grandma house Let me get them hitters, I'm coming out the cut, getting loud now And that ain't even registered, they come and clean the shit up like pronto I could be on the block running round shooting shit up like Rambo But the judge gonna lock me up for smoking a little dope
[Hook] Fuck Rehab Oh no no no no no
[Verse 2: Blood Money] Who are you? Where are you from? Bitch I'ma Glo is you dumb? Somebody cut out his tongue Blow that four nickle with [?] You might have no more arms 22k for my charm Fuck is you doing? I'm money pursuing I'm probably some chemist or doc Too many oppers I'm numb Too many oppers I'm numb See the Glo Gang and they run See the Glo Gang and they run I'm bout to go buy me some guns, when they releasing my funds Run up on every M.O.B. that I see, leave them with half of a lung My migo just sent me a ton I paid them my arm for one You turning we talking with guns You owe me I come for your sons Don't play with my niggas my niggas not going for nothin It's sticking on nigga like gum Bitch you ain't making no funds I see you on TV you bum Sosa'll buck, we might just go shoot up a club That shit ain't gon cost but a dub My lawyer gon give me some plug