Chief Keef
FTR Drama, Chief Keef
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
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) 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) Hittin' licks and movin' bricks I'm servin' all the white folks Shawty wanna f*ck with me She heard that I might blow Ballin' like I'm Michael Shinin' like some white gold Got some hittas in the midst Loadin' up them rifles Go, go, she heard that I might blow Go, go, I'm ballin' like I'm Michael Go, go, I'm shinin' like some white gold Go, go, they loadin' up them rifles This 40 I keep it on me, like it's OE She on me, she wanna f*ck me But she don't know me It's Drama, I'm 'bout that drama I do the troopin' I'm ballin', bitch, I'm ballin' But I ain't hoopin' My dawg gone, my cuz doin' 1-5 We 'bout that shootin' We winnin', ain't no prentendin' You niggas losin' He tryin' me, somebody found 'em With his eyes shut You bitch niggas try and diss niggas You'll get lined up Foreign, my gun is foreign These Gucci's foreign GG, through the GG, boo and it's borin' Strip club I threw 'bout ten up I had it pourin' Homis, bitch add the bodies My niggas scorin' Hittin' licks and movin' bricks I'm servin' all the white folks Shawty wanna f*ck with me She heard that I might blow Ballin' like I'm Michael Shinin' like some white gold Got some hittas in the midst Loadin' up them rifles Go, go, she heard that I might blow Go, go, I'm ballin' like I'm Michael Go, go, I'm shinin' like some white gold Go, go, they loadin' up them rifles
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Chief Keef Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 28 Apr. 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/10780663/Chief+Keef/Chief+Keef>.
Discuss the Chief Keef Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In