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[verse 1: ballout]
from starter jackets to gucci, from air force 1’s to louie
[?] icy like boosie, b-tches throwing me coochie
riding round’ with my shooters, robin jeans, i’m buddah
pouring lean i’m blue though, 9-11 the two door
fire red like rudolf, imma’ wrap this hoe blue though
moving more than u haul, you ain’t real if you talk
that’s why they call me ball, cause’ all i know is boss
stacking hundreds’ in the wall, spent a hundred at the mall
paid a hundred for the car, look like a walking lick, but i’m a walking dog
n-gg- i’ll box you off

[refrain: ballout]
i ain’t young jeezy i ain’t swapping sh-t out
pull the sticks out, holo’s h-t scalps

[chorus: chief keef]
i could show you the real definition of lean, definition of scheming
pull up choppa waving out the back window, leave a n-gg- with dreams
i could show the define of spending g’s, the very least
all the bad b-tches up in the strip club, subtract this cheese
i got bands so i just spent 10 thousand on a coat
and the feds asking questions that i don’t really know
i just wanna count pay checks and smoke this dope
even though i real [?], my choppa real [?]

[verse 2: chief keef]
in the louie store, getting sized ; foreign car, getting high
bakery, getting pie; look up, i’m in the sky
off the two, energized; big sh-lls, get minimized
wait the [?], exercise; she suck me now i’m paralyzed
counting racks in bed, i’m finna’ get a sled
got a bam bam in the car, finna’ turn a n-gg- fred
take your name up off the lease, hit that b-tch with a shred
like eeny meeny miney mo, click clack cause simon said
heads down, thumbs up; time to play 7-up
lil folks got a 7 tucked; don’t arrest the messenger
riding with that duck duck goose, it’s musical chairs in this top notch coupe, no scoop

[chorus: chief keef]
i could show you the real definition of lean, definition of scheming
pull up choppa waving out the back window, leave a n-gg- with dreams
i could show the define of spending g’s, the very least
all the bad b-tches up in the strip club, subtract this cheese
i got bands so i just spent 10 thousand on a coat
and the feds asking questions that i don’t really know
i just wanna count pay checks and smoke this dope
even though i real [?], my choppa real [?]



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