Go Chief Keef (Ft. FTR Drama)
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[Intro: FTR Drama & Chief Keef]
Ballin' like I'm Michael, 'cause Sosa from Chiraq
Keep that GG and that rifle, that chopper from Iraq
BSG, we 300, we be thuggin', peep my tats
You be fuckin' with them ho niggas, get blown off the map
Ftftft, beep, bang, bang-bang
FTR shit, nigga (Huh)
GBE shit, nigga (GBE baby)
Chiraq to Clipsburg (Bang)
Sosa in this bitch (Sosa baby)
Ayy (Bang)
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I be shinin', 'cause all my diamonds, I spent a dub on (Bling)
I got plenty Louis and Fendi, yo' bitch she love it
My lil niggas hot sauce, they knock ya top off (Bang, bang, bang-bang)
Got indicted for sellin' out my house and doin' drop-offs (Sosa baby)
I get so high, swear I be so high I feel like Top Dog
I'm from 300, O'Block, you a real nigga knock-off (Yah)
Glock .40, clip hold fifty, boy, don't shot down (Nah)
That MAC hold a hunnid shots, don't get shot down in yo' town (Bang)
I make it rain 100's and 50's, on all these stripper hoes (Ftftftftft, beep)
No feelings, but I'm addicted to all these stripper hoes (Yah)
My shooters, tote K's and Rugers, look like a gun show (Huh?)
Talk outside of yo' mouth, boy you gon' get gunned down (Bang)
Ballin' like I'm Michael, 'cause Sosa from Chiraq
Keep that GG and that rifle, that chopper from Iraq
BSG, we 300, we be thuggin', peep my tats
You be fuckin' with them ho niggas, get blown off the map
Ftftft, beep, bang, bang-bang
FTR shit, nigga (Huh)
GBE shit, nigga (GBE baby)
Chiraq to Clipsburg (Bang)
Sosa in this bitch (Sosa baby)
Ayy (Bang)
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I be shinin', 'cause all my diamonds, I spent a dub on (Bling)
I got plenty Louis and Fendi, yo' bitch she love it
My lil niggas hot sauce, they knock ya top off (Bang, bang, bang-bang)
Got indicted for sellin' out my house and doin' drop-offs (Sosa baby)
I get so high, swear I be so high I feel like Top Dog
I'm from 300, O'Block, you a real nigga knock-off (Yah)
Glock .40, clip hold fifty, boy, don't shot down (Nah)
That MAC hold a hunnid shots, don't get shot down in yo' town (Bang)
I make it rain 100's and 50's, on all these stripper hoes (Ftftftftft, beep)
No feelings, but I'm addicted to all these stripper hoes (Yah)
My shooters, tote K's and Rugers, look like a gun show (Huh?)
Talk outside of yo' mouth, boy you gon' get gunned down (Bang)
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