[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 n***as, get blown off the map
Ftftft, beep, bang, bang-bang
FTR shit, n***a (Huh)
GBE shit, n***a (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 n***as 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 n***a 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)
[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 n***as losin'
He tryin' me, somebody found 'em, with his eyes shut
You bitch n***as try and diss n***as, 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 n***as 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