This is a song about "Where are u"

Scoobie doobie doo where are you

She gonna dance when that molly through

And getting money is the song i sing

U are been so motherfucking

I know you see me looking girl go on and act right

Are u just here to have a better chance to fight?

F u are my favorite letters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

So here i am at the store for some chips

Deep in the regions where trenches are reasons

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Where u will tear and cry and shout but no one will help u

Where most people are poor and uneducated,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Oh, chief keef, let me tell u something where ur teeth