Chief Keef — Go

[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 3Hunna, we be thuggin', peep my tats You be fuckin' with them ho niggas, get blown off the map Beep, bang, bang-bang FTR shit nigga (Huh) GBE shit nigga (GBE baby) Chiraq to Clipsburg (Bang) Sosa in this bitch (Sosa Baby) Ayy [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 gone get gunned down (Bang) [Chorus: FTR Drama] Hittin' licks and movin' bricks, I'm servin' all the white folks Shawty wanna fuck 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 [Verse 2: FTR Drama] This .40 I keep it on me, like it's OE She on me, she wanna fuck 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 its borin' Strip club I threw 'bout ten up, I had it pourin' Homis, bitch add the bodies, my niggas scorin' [Chorus: FTR Drama] Hittin' licks and movin' bricks, I'm servin' all the white folks Shawty wanna fuck 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