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[Intro: Chief Keef]

Turbo

Start set trippin', blood

He-Ha-Ha (On BD)

Ayy, Ball, he gon' keep to engine with the adlibs, nigga

Yeah, let's get it

Yeah, let's get it (Turbo On The Track)

Bitch

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

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