Chief Keef - Haha Ft. Terintino

April 2024 · 9 minute read

Chief Keef
Chief-Keef Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴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 niggas
Get blown off the map
Ftftft, beep, bang, bang bang FTR shit, nigga (Huh)
GBE shit, nigga (GBE baby)
Chiraq to Clipsburg (Bang)
Sosa in this bitch (Sosa baby) ayy (Bang)

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 gon' get gunned down (Bang)

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

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 it's borin'
Strip club I threw 'bout ten up
I had it pourin'
Homis, bitch add the bodies
My niggas scorin'

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


Overall Meaning

In Chief Keef's song, "Chief Keef," the rapper boasts about his wealth and street credibility. The opening lines, "Ballin' like I'm Michael/Cause Sosa from Chiraq," liken his success to that of Michael Jordan, implying that he is a champion in his own right. He also makes references to the violence and weaponry that are commonplace in his hometown of Chicago, with lines such as "Keep that GG and that rifle/That chopper from Iraq" and "My shooters, tote K's and Rugers/Look like a gun show."


Throughout the song, Chief Keef emphasizes his "thuggin'" lifestyle, detailing his involvement in drug-dealing ("Got indicted for sellin' out my/House and doin' drop-offs") and propensity for violence ("Talk outside of yo' mouth/Boy you gon' get gunned down"). He also mentions his love for strip clubs and the women who work there, but notes that he has "no feelings" for them.


The chorus of "Chief Keef" is repetitive, with the lines "Hittin' licks and movin' bricks/I'm servin' all the white folks/Shawty wanna fuck with me/She heard that I might blow" sung over and over again. This reinforces Chief Keef's reputation as a successful drug dealer, and suggests that he is attracting attention from women who are drawn to his money and notoriety.


Overall, "Chief Keef" presents a portrait of a young rapper who has achieved success through illegal means, and who revels in his violent lifestyle and sexual exploits.


Line by Line Meaning

Ballin' like I'm Michael
I'm living an extravagant lifestyle, like Michael Jordan did during his NBA career


'cause Sosa from Chiraq
That's because I'm Chief Keef, hailing from Chicago neighborhoods with high gun violence


Keep that GG and that rifle
I carry a firearm manufactured by GG (likely referring to GunGenius) and a rifle


That chopper from Iraq
My rifle is similar to the ones used in the Iraq War, known as a 'chopper'


BSG, we 300, we be thuggin', peep my tats
I represent Black Disciple Gang and 300, and we live a criminal lifestyle as seen in my tattoos


You be fuckin' with them ho niggas
You associate with weak and fake people


Get blown off the map
You'll be eliminated from existence if you mess with me or my gang


Ftftft, beep, bang, bang bang
Onomatopoeic sound effects that imitate gunfire


FTR shit, nigga (Huh)
I'm associated with Fly Ty Records, and expresses pride in that affiliation


GBE shit, nigga (GBE baby)
I'm also associated with Glory Boyz Entertainment, and express loyalty to their crew


Chiraq to Clipsburg (Bang)
I'm well-known all over, from Chicago to Pittsburgh, and my music is full of gun violence


Sosa in this bitch (Sosa baby) ayy (Bang)
I'm the one and only Chief Keef, and I'll let off a round if necessary


I be shinin', 'cause all my diamonds I spent a dub on (Bling)
I'm wearing expensive jewelry, and I'm showing it off because I paid $20,000 for it


I got plenty Louis and Fendi
I have a lot of designer clothes from Louis Vuitton and Fendi


Yo' bitch she love it
Women are attracted to me because of my wealth and status


My lil niggas hot sauce
My young associates are dangerous and have quick trigger fingers


They knock ya top off (Bang, bang, bang bang)
They have no qualms about killing their targets, and will do so swiftly


Got indicted for sellin' out my House and doin' drop-offs (Sosa baby)
I was caught selling drugs out of my home and making deliveries, but I'm still Chief Keef


I get so high Swear I be so high I feel like Top Dog
I use drugs heavily and feel invincible, like the rapper Top Dawg


I'm from 300, O'Block
I'm from the 300 block in the O'Block neighborhood


You a real nigga knock-off (Yah)
You're just a poser and not a genuine gangster like me


Glock 40, clip hold fifty, boy Don't shot down (Nah)
I carry a Glock 40 with a high-capacity magazine, and I'm telling you not to mess with me


That MAC hold a hunnid shots Don't get shot down in yo' town (Bang)
My MAC-10 machine gun has a capacity of 100 rounds, and I'm warning everyone in your town not to cross me


I make it rain 100's and 50's On all these stripper hoes
I throw a lot of money around in strip clubs, and I have no emotions attached to the women I engage with


(Ftftftftft, beep) no feelings
I'm making more gunshot sounds and implying that my lifestyle is devoid of human empathy


But I'm addicted to all these stripper hoes
Despite my dispassionate attitude, I have become reliant on these women for pleasure


(Yah) my shooters, tote K's and Rugers
My cohorts carry Kalashnikovs and Ruger firearms


Look like a gun show (Huh?)
We are heavily armed and look like an arsenal on display


Talk outside of yo' mouth Boy you gon' get gunned down (Bang)
If you talk too much, you'll anger me and my people, and we have no issue pulling the trigger


Hittin' licks and movin' bricks I'm servin' all the white folks
I'm stealing things and delivering drugs to people who are not part of my community


Shawty wanna fuck with me She heard that I might blow
Women want to have sex with me because they think I'm famous and dangerous


Ballin' like I'm Michael Shinin' like some white gold
I'm living an extravagant and luxurious lifestyle


Got some hittas in the midst Loadin' up them rifles
I have some dangerous associates, who are preparing their firearms for any potential threats


This 40 I keep it on me, like it's OE
I carry my .40 caliber handgun with me all the time, like a common beer


She on me, she wanna fuck me But she don't know me
Women are attracted to me, but they don't really understand what I'm about


It's Drama, I'm 'bout that drama I do the troopin'
I'm involved in a lot of violent confrontations, and I actively participate in gang culture


I'm ballin', bitch, I'm ballin' But I ain't hoopin'
I'm living like an athlete, but I'm not actually playing sports


My dawg gone, my cuz doin' 1-5
One of my associates is dead, and another is serving a 15-year prison sentence


We 'bout that shootin'
We are very committed to gun violence and use firearms frequently


We winnin', ain't no prentendin'
We are succeeding in our criminal enterprises, and there's no need to fabricate our accomplishments


You niggas losin'
You are not benefiting from the lifestyle we're living


He tryin' me, somebody found 'em With his eyes shut
If someone tries to cross me, they'll end up dead


You bitch niggas try and diss niggas You'll get lined up
If you try to disrespect me or my gang, we will get together and retaliate


Foreign, my gun is foreign These Gucci's foreign
My firearms and my designer shoes are both imported from other countries


GG, through the GG, boo and it's borin'
I'm associating with GunGenius again, and it's starting to sound routine


Strip club I threw 'bout ten up I had it pourin'
I spent a lot of money in the strip club and made it 'rain' dollar bills


Homis, bitch add the bodies My niggas scorin'
We are committing homicides and racking up a high 'score' of victims


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