LowerBallout

[Intro: Chief Keef]
Turbo
Start set trippin', blood
He-Ha-Ha
Ayy, Ball [?]
Yeah, let's get it
Yeah, let's get it (Turbo On The Track)
Btich
Ayy, O'Block
Ayy, 300 (Phew)
Ball (Ayy, ayy)
Ayy, actually, let's get it
On Foe'nem, Ball come in with your verse (Let's get it)
We don't need to do no chorus, come straight in with the verse (Catch up, catch up)
Ayy, catch up
Ayy, catch up
Ayy, catch up

[Verse 1: Ballout]
From Starter jackets to Gucci, From Air Force 1's to Louie
My charm icy like Boosie, Bitches 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 Ball
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
Nigga I'll box you off

[Refrain: Ballout]
I ain't Young Jeezy I ain't swapping shit out
Pull the sticks out, hollows hit scalps

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I could show you the real definition of Lean, definition of scheme
Pull up choppa waving out the back window, leave a nigga with dreams
I could show the define of spending G's, the very least
All the bad bitches 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 but I don't really know
I just wanna count paychecks and smoke this dope
Even though I real high, my choppa real low

[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 shells, get minimized
Weight the steel, 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 nigga Fred
Take your name up off the lease, hit that bitch 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 nigga with dreams
I could show the define of spending G's, the very least
All the bad bitches 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 but I don't really know
I just wanna count paychecks and smoke this dope
Even though I real high, my choppa real low