Ballin’ Ringtones

I'm out of your league, baby I'm out of your league, baby Baby cuz I'm ballin' For a minute I just finished on you I just finished on you I just did it on you Girl I'm out here Getting to the money Blowin' these hundreds Blowin' these hundreds Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Ballin' on you (ballin' ballin' ballin') I'm Ballin' (ballin' ballin' ballin') I'm out of your league, wavy I'm out of your league, wavy Wavy cuz I'm ballin' For a minute I just finished on you I just finished on you I just did it on you Girl I'm out here Getting to the money Blowin' these hundreds Blowin' these hundreds Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Ballin' on you (ballin' ballin' ballin') Ballin' on you (ballin' ballin' ballin') That's my baby Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now That's my baby Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now That's my baby Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now

Run it up Kel Ballin', everything flawless I ain't gotta brag let my money do the talkin' No employees, nigga, I was raised around the bosses Niggas wanna funk, but they can't afford a coffin Poppin', niggas steady watchin' Louie's on my feet, commas sidekick to my pockets Thought it was a room, nah. nigga that's my closet Broke the money counter, I got rich nigga problems Should I buy a Benz? Nigga, should I buy the Audi? Chillin' on the jet now it's cloudy Hit another state for a day then I'm outtie I remember I was only poppin' in the county Now a nigga always lose count when I'm counting How the fuck you still ain't touch ten? Nigga childish Workin' OT every week a hundred hours Say I'm acting funny, wait 'til I drop the album I'm a player, got hella flavor Phones in the bucket everybody sign a waver Nigga signed, only got a chain niggas slavin' Sign to myself, every week, that's a payment Made it, nerd niggas hatin' Money stackin' up, I ain't even gotta save it Niggas fake I can't even trust them when they bang it Got a lot of change, but I'm still not changin' Don't call me to link up, I ain't hangin' Four deep, no strap, nigga playing If rap don't work then it's back to the basics Nigga took my swag I ain't mad I embrace it Don't believe the 'Gram it's a whole lotta fakin' A bag or the clout, what the fuck you nigga chasin'? Me? I'll be tryna give motivation Shit ain't gonna happen overnight, have patience Buzzin', nigga, I be dummin' Nigga hella cheap, they be ballin' on a budget 50 pop on me right now, that ain't nothin' Before I let a bitch play a nigga I'm a dougie Ain't finna talk about it, nigga, know how I'm comin' Got the cheat codes, I just gotta push a button From a place with a lot of hate, but I love it They like "There he go" when they see me out in public Bitch

'Cause I been ballin' for a while now I get money by the pound now Everday I'm counting bands yeah I'm the motherfucking man yeah Bitches say they love my style now Niggas try to steal my style now They know they can't duplicate me So all they can do is hate me All these bands busting out my pocket I can't hide it Fuck yeah bitch I got them they can't hide them 40 on me it's a rocket you can't stop it Run up on me imma pop it, please dont try it All these niggas hating on me cause I got my bands up If you a broke nigga just know I can't stand you No I can't stand you, no I can't stand you If you ain't a real one then I won't shake your hand cause Fuck these broke niggas and these hoe bitches Imma touchdown and act like I don't know nigga If you didn't hold me down in jail, you should know nigga That I don't fuck with you 'Cause I been ballin for a while now I get money by the pound now Everyday I'm counting bands yeah I'm the motherfucking man yeah Bitches say they love my style now Niggas try to steal my style now They know they can't duplicate me So all they can do is hate me All these bad bitches in my line now all the time now 'Cause they see a nigga ballin' like LeBron now They tryna be my baby ma now I said 'calm down' If you think I'm gonna wife ya, ease up, you might be high now All these niggas hating on me cause I got my bands up If you a rat nigga just know I can't stand you No I can't stand you No I can't stand you You could take these slugs since you like to take the stand Cuz I'm a real nigga, I ain't fake nigga I got shooters that won't hesitate to spray niggas And they my hitters so I'm with them everyday nigga So watch what you say nigga 'Cause I been ballin' for a while now I get money by the pound now Everyday I'm counting bands yeah I'm the motherfucking man yeah Bitches say they love my style now Niggas tryna steal my style now They know they can't duplicate me So all they can do is hate me I've been ballin', ballin' 'Cause I been ballin' for a while now I get money by the pound now Everyday I'm counting bands yeah I'm the motherfucking man yeah Bitches say they love my style now Niggas tryna steal my style now They know they can't duplicate me So all they can do is hate me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I used to tell people, like, "I'ma have this, I'ma have that..." "...I'ma get this, I'ma get a car and be famous before you..." "...I'ma be rich before you" My sister thought she was gonna be Rich before me, even though she ain't They thought I was gon' be some motherfuckin' screw-up or something They thought I was gonna be, like, bad all my life They thought she was gonna be a lawyer before I'll be a rapper, or something She crazy (how old's your sister?) She 13 now The little kid's crazy—all little kids crazy A lawyer... It be like, if you win, you a winner Know what I'm sayin'? This year I started off Yep, right I ain't got a job now, and I got a daughter too, so... Gotta make it happen (This a LeekeLeek banger!) Sosa, baby GBE, baby Y'know we rockin', baby And you know what it do, baby Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin' Bad bitches keep callin' I swear this money keep fallin' I'm best friends with Ben, shawty I don't even want you darlin' 'Cause I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin') Bitch, I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin') Rollin' up this dope (this dope) Pop a nigga something like Crisco (bang-bang) All I do is spend dough (spend dough) I don't even know this bitch no mo' (beep, nah) 'Cause I'm ballin' (I'm ballin', beep, beep) So please bitch stop callin' (stop callin', stop callin') Bitch, I'm Chief Keef (Chief Keef) Every bitch know me (every bitch know me, yah) If the bitch don't know me (know me, nah) Let me tell you hoes 'bout me (let me tell you hoes 'bout me) Bitch, I'm ballin' (swish, swish, swish) And we shoot, no talkin' (bang, bang, bang-bang, bang) Rockin' in my Pink Dolphin (pink Dolphin, bang) Finna pop me a blue dolphin (finna pop me a blue dolphin, bang-bang) Broke ass niggas who is talkin' (huh) If you ain't talkin' money than you through talkin' (you through talkin', bang) Bitch, I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin') On these broke niggas, I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin') I'm ballin', I'm ballin' (ballin') Bad bitches keep callin' I swear this money keep fallin' (swish) I'm best friends with Ben, shawty (swish) I don't even want you darlin' (nah) 'Cause I'm ballin' (swish, swish, swish) Bitch, I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Sippin' on that lean (that lean) I go hard for my team (I go hard for my team) Pockets filled with that green (that green) I just blow it all on my team (beep) 'Cause I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin', ballin') Nigga, I'm ballin' (ballin', GBE baby) Ride around wit' my 3Hunnas (3Hunnas) All my niggas, we stuntin' (yah) Spendin' commas, bitch it's nothin' And I'm eatin' but I ain't even got a big stomach (beep, beep) 'Cause I'm ballin' (swish, swish) I'm ballin', I'm ballin' (swish, swish, swish) I be countin' them stacks (yah, stacks) Crackin' cards, get back (get back) I gets me a big check (yah) And everything designer but it's mismatch (mismatch) 'Cause I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin', swish) I'm ballin' like Spalding (swish, swish) Trues off my ass (true, True, True) Pockets filled with that cash (pockets filled with that cash) Niggas see me, they mad (they mad, yah) Bitches see me, they pass out man they fallin' (they fallin', yah) Now I'm through talkin' (through talkin') 'Cause I'm ballin', I'm ballin' (beep, beep) Bad bitches keep callin' I swear this money keep fallin' (swish) I'm best friends with Ben, shawty (swish) (beep, beep) I don't even want you darlin' (nah) 'Cause I'm ballin' (swish, swish, swish) Bitch, I'm ballin' (beep, beep, I'm ballin') Sippin' on that lean (that lean) I go hard for my team (I go hard for my team) Pockets filled with that green (that green) I just blow it all on my team (beep) 'Cause I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin', ballin') Nigga, I'm ballin' (beep, beep, beep)

Buena po hijo teni que puro ir a cantar Despues cuando salti a los grandes escenarios vay a estar triste Oye hijo y teni que estar tranquilo nomas y anda a cantar Cual de las dos es mas negra Episodio y capítulos yo eh vivido caleta JotaYR Jota pone inicio sin gastar saliva Se metio en la musica porque de lo problema se olvida Hay un ángel que me protege y hay un ángel que me cuida Arrodillao cumpliendo lo que le pida Esto no eh regalao a costao mas que le cresta Me diferencié de mi amistades cuando preferí estar en casa Que irme a una fiesta Ahi yo vi quien suma y quien resta Y perdon si te molesta Lo que canto Si no soy un santo Es que hay obstaculo en el camino pero en breve me chanto Voto humo para no dormir a salto Y se que hay cuantos Que estan en el asfalto Hablando de mi Y no lo llamo enemi Aunque anden por ahi Riendose y pensando que yo me cai No se dieron cuenta y les regale un poco de ki Cuando a la tarima yo me subi Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo hare realidad Mucho quieren que suba y no les creo Y en los ojos no les la verdad Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo haré realidad Mucho quieren que suba y no les creo Porque en los ojos no les veo la verdad Mi tatuaje no reflejan mi apariencia Mi edad no demuestra la inocencia Con solo dar presencia ya notan la diferencia De lo que aprendi causando consecuencias Ey tranqui Que aqui no hay tristeza Mama me enseño andar bien vestido y no reflejar pobreza Y mi abuelo Recogiendo la basura del suelo Diciendo que la limpieza es viveza Rescátate esa frase Que no la dijo fulano Mas bien lalo Papa dijo tu dalo to Y en el nombre tuyo le damo Seguimos y no paramos Y mira escucha El payaso aunque este triste, este de luto Tiene que igual salir hacer reír a la gente Y esto es para que te sirva de experiencia y demostrar con responsabilidad Como dice y como suena Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo haré realidad Mucho quieren que suba y no les creo Porque en los ojos no les veo verdad Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo haré realidad Mucho quieren que suba y no les creo Porque en los ojos no les veo verdad Este tema lo escribí con un nudo en la garganta No lloro, porque en el estudio se aguanta Grabando y en la calle hasta las tanta Pensando en salir adelante desde que uno se levanta Mama no encuentro regalo pa' darte en navidad Para agradecerte y no hablo de algo material Son valores y el respeto que eso yo respeto Igual Son lo abrazos son lo besos Algo leal y algo real Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo haré realidad Quien es, quien es Jota,Jota el JotaYR Quien ma' Prod music En los ojos no les veo la verdad Como dice y como suena

Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin' Versace down from my head to my neck Pootie Tang with the belt game, show some respect All these bitches on my dick, same, old shit R.I.P. to Pimp C, I'm the same, old pimp Fly over seven different time zones I got a big booty bitch up in shroom zone Got emergency blunts when I come home Cause if rap or weed I'll have your lungs gone Yeah, Malibu beaches, unlaced bikini bottoms Mo' money, mo' problems, fo' fo' will solve 'em Just every day I'm with a stank sip, 30 in the clip Riding through that Gaza Strip, kill a nigga quick Hit a nigga with my race car, Tony Yayo turn to Tony Stewart Rap niggas die over music Just got this brand, new chopper and I'm dying to use it Dry snitching niggas testifying in their music I seen niggas last five minutes then they lose it Wrap the sheet around his neck, he said, "this time I couldn't do it" A platinum nigga in the penitentiary going, "do it" Put Prada on the prison yard, started getting to it Two zero's, six, six, nine, 'o seven five That's the number that they gave me when I arrived It's just another form of slavery that's in disguise To all my niggas locked up just trying to survive, I know why Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin I'm yelling money over bitches, money over everything Money got me everything, every watch, every chain Every brick, every whip, kicks with designer names I used to hustle Texas whose child I can claim Paid all my mama's bills so how can she complain? Call my bitches dimes, I treat 'em like loose change Call me Brian in the clutch, ballin' with my English brain No love, got it out the mud, my shirt ain't got a stain Iced out Rollie, three fingers reppin' Rida Gang Entire streets in the streets so them hoes know I came Ballin' on these hoes all the time You got your kids, don't need mine Word to my favorite design, my mama raised me to shine These C-notes play in my mind, they on rewind I am top five alive, I've been picked out by God I'm never not on my job, too hard to argue that Shining my records like, "where's my target at?" Came through your stereo, feel me charging back I owe you 15 bums for that Stains in the garden, hate when they all go black Cracks in the armor, this reach further than rap Before we start react, mob attack Stacks or don't call me, rain down 'til nobody standing Won't show no snipe for your army Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin

Cocodrilo caballo Salto del escenario Seis ceros en mi banco Lamborghini Gallardo Mami, todos mirando Quieren ver cómo caigo Tengo a todos odiando Y que sigan ahí Cuántos quieren mi pasta Y cuántos son de verdad Si la vida se tuerce Mami, nadie vendrá Antes siempre callando Ahora es: "págame ya" Y sin darnos ni cuenta Reyes de la ciudad I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' (I'm ballin', ballin', ballin') Ey, ah, uh Ahora siempre a doscientos, maquinón Está nuevo mi chándal, vacilón Veinticuatro quilates, cadenón Y ahora que todos callan, hablo yo Si llegaremos lejos, no lo sé Pero, ya hicimos más de lo que soñé Algunos ya no están, pero todo bien Ey todo bien, ey todo bien Llámame Willy Fogga' Fogga' Ya salimos de Europa-ropa Estoy volando por to's los mares Llenámelo, otra copa, copa Mami, tengo otros planes, planes No tienes que comprarme ropa Estoy haciéndolo suave, suave Quiero ver cómo el yate flota Cuántos quieren mi pasta Y cuántos son de verdad Si la vida se tuerce Mami, nadie vendrá Antes siempre callando Ahora es: "págame ya" Y, sin darnos ni cuenta Reyes de la ciudad I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' (I'm ballin', ballin', ballin') Ey, ah, uh (Uh)

El dto es de los mejores Desnse cuenta suelto freestyle sin errores Espero que no lo empeores En su escuela le hacen bullyng hasta los profesores En esto es un secuestro El arkano estaba sentado muy modesto javi puto Dense cuente que aca yo les pego un pesto y pasaba y le daba en la nuca al maestro A vos te pegaban hasta loas de limpieza Lo hago bien en esto el dto aca es aquilla El se quedaba parado en primera fila Saquenme de aca a esta puta de mierdaaaaaaaaa En mi inodoro lala sheka se patea al aro de cricket Golllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll Cual sera la pissssstaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Cual seras la pista seguro es el autodromo de buenos aries Javi el tata es el mejor del mundo Hey sucre como te va pasaron los años y las mismas Muletillas ahi estan Hola yo soy armando faso Aguante naza papa El tata eie el mejor del mundo

Ayo, Eli, what the fuck? They say that a young nigga a problem They don't know what to do with me I know you stay with a shotta, but I keep like two with me Pull up and we drenchin' your spot up, better tuck your jewelry Last nigga got his top bust, tell the opps get used to this She likin' the way I maneuver He ain't move right, so we left his madula Try to run up, you was too stuck Why would you think I ain't come with a ruler? With the gang, and we packin' your crew up Just caught an opp, I'ma roll me a new blunt With the gang, and we packin' your crew up Just caught an opp, I'ma roll me a new one (ayy, AR) Whole 'nother opp in the air, it's a new one (that's a new one) Hell no, we ain't stressin' no bitch 'round here, get a new one (treesha) I seen them guns in your videos When you gon' use one? (Boom, boom, boom) You said I switched, and I changed But you're really the fool one (hold on) But you're really the fool one Run up in your spot masked up, we gon' shoot up, blaow (blaow) And if you fuck with them niggas That mean you a loser (that mean you a loser, bitch) Front line, everybody gon' ride, 26, we shooters (that's 26O) Had to Amiri them runners, we ain't wearin' no Pumas (Amiri, Amiri), we ain't wearin' no I was just locked in that cell eatin' tuna Now they love how a nigga maneuver Niggas ain't really on shit, make a fool of ya Learned how to shoot by myself, no tutor Prime time bitch, but I'll probably get your Maybach parked Money on my head, but it's way too short (too short) You left me in jail, it was way too dark (huh?) Anytime a nigga see me, they gon' see sparks Christian Dior steppin', then we all steppin' We got more weapons than your gang If we all get 'em, then we gon' wet 'em, yeah That boy is gonna see his grave (Christian Dior steppin', then we all steppin') (We got more weapons than your gang) (If we all get 'em, then we gon' wet 'em, yeah) (That boy is gonna see his grave) AR Drippin' off, bitch, you know what my fit cost Me and my niggas is ready to ball (yes), like we up at the tip-off Lift off, get 'em gang (boom), like is you ready to lift off? (Boom, boom) Bitches be goin' (bitches be goin'), they be fuckin' the clique off I can't fuck if she don't get my dick hard (at all) That ain't foreigns, you wearin' those rip-offs (those rip-offs) Four pound, kickback like a kickoff (boom) Boy, I'm someone you don't wanna piss off (AR), hol' on They always say, "AR was gon' excel" (uh-huh) D.E. make 'em flip like Nextel (boom, boom) Check his Facebook, we lookin' for, "Get well" (get well) How you up on the 'Gram and can't make bail? (Huh?) That's crazy (that's crazy) If you get locked up, don't say me (at all) If we good, just don't tweak with KG (no way) Want a feature? Pay me Got 2 K's, come play me (come play me) Off D'USSÉ, feelin' wavy (I'm wavy) Got guns, like the Navy (like the Navy, bitch) Got guns, like the, look Fuck that, we got chops like Iran (like Iran) Bet you can't name a time that I ran (never) Move back (move back), if he woo from the ville I'm won't woo back (what?), shoot that I was totin', and he should've knew that (grrt, bah) He approached me, and I blew that, bah (grrt, AR) They say that a young nigga a problem They don't know what to do with me I know you stay with a shotta, but I keep like two with me Pull up and we drenchin' your spot up, better tuck your jewelry Last nigga got his top bust, tell the opps get used to this She likin' the way I maneuver He ain't move right, so we left his madula Try to run up, you was too stuck Why would you think I ain't come with a ruler? With the gang, and we packin' your crew up Just caught an opp, I'ma roll me a new blunt With the gang, and we packin' your crew up Just caught an opp, I'ma roll me a new one (ayy, AR) (Christian Dior steppin', then we all steppin') (We got more weapons than your gang) (If we all get 'em, then we gon' wet 'em, yeah) (That boy is gonna see his grave) (Christian Dior steppin', then we all steppin') (We got more weapons than your gang) (If we all get 'em, then we gon' wet 'em, yeah) (That boy is gonna see his grave, yeah-yeah)

Jako nikdo tady Věř mi jako nikdo tady Jako nikdo tady Jako nikdo tady Jako nikdo tady Okay Jedeme si ballin jako nikdo tady Na stole deset flašek jako nikdo tady Za sebou tolik věcí jako nikdo tady Známe svoje město jako nikdo tady Ano kilo tam, kilo sem Ano vychovaný životem Jedeme si ballin jako nikdo tady Okay Tolik let, tolik hoven, tolik práce Tolik potu, tolik krve, ale zdá se Že všechno dávalo smysl i když to pálilo mosty I když se tvářili že to znaj, ale furt to chápali posvym Žádnej problém, hlavně že chápou to kdo jsem To že do hudby nedávám nikdy míň než 100 procent Další rok na stage buchty tečou, zmrdi řvou Díky že můžu točit klipy a nemusim točit doup Nejeden známý sedí, nejeden známý zmizel Nejeden neznámej mluvil když mu našli ten pytel Ale mrdat starý časy, to za mě mluví vodka Stejně už nemám náladu půlku z nich potkat Dneska už jen sedím, čumim a směju se tomu Přeju štěstí každýmu dalšímu svýmu klonu Ať jenom dál sledujou jak se to dělá Chvíli je nechám a pak zase dupu na pedál Jedeme si ballin jako nikdo tady Na stole deset flašek jako nikdo tady Za sebou tolik věcí jako nikdo tady Známe svoje město jako nikdo tady Ano kilo tam, kilo sem Ano vychovaný životem Jedeme si ballin jako nikdo tady Okay Tolik let, tolik hoven, tolik práce Ale hrdej na každej příběh jak můj děda po pálce Slavíme další výhru, zmrdi nám nechtěj popřát Nevadí můžou příště, šanci budou mít ještě stokrát Na stole deset flašek, okay Telefon hoří, ptaj se kurva kde se zasek, kouřej Je tady typek co říkaly, že namej rády můj rap, sou fake Polykaj všechno, prej chtěj vědět jak chutná úspěch, no name Rapeři doufaj, čuměj, čekaj Sledujou stoupat cifry Zkoumaj každej detail Při tom zapomněli na svůj shit Jak já v 16 v hlavě bordel Chce to úklid, sorry jenom můj typ Trochu vyčistit vokolí, sundat ze zad ty doje Přestat řešit to cizí a začít stavit to svoje Koukni na nás, je to easy, kámo stres jenom ty páry Stokrát na dně župmy, stejně pyšní jako pávy Jedeme si ballin jako nikdo tady Na stole deset flašek jako nikdo tady Za sebou tolik věcí jako nikdo tady Známe svoje město jako nikdo tady Ano kilo tam, kilo sem Ano vychovaný životem Jedeme si ballin jako nikdo tady Okay

Ballin, Ballin, Ballin, Ballin... You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes love to see me ball You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes love to see me ball You know these hoes came to see me ball Hopped up out the bed, I think my roof gone Think I forgot to put my roof on Said "f-ck it, buy another car" Hopped out the Lamb' Said "f-ck it, bought another car" I bought the Phantom just to say it's black I bought the Phantom just to take a nap I'm getting head in the backseat I might stop and stand it tall like a athlete I'm ballin' hard, I need a jersey on So much bread on me, I can buy a Jersey home I'm on them Diddy's, spendin' Dirty Money I'm on that Jizzle, spendin' my money You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes love to see me ball You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes love to see me ball You know these hoes came to see me ball Still ballin' like a muthaf-cker, tell 'em that Three platinum chains to match my platinum plaques Ain't got nuttin' gold but some gold chains Say "Jizzle, what's the dough?" Move the whole thang My celly bumpin' like a chat line He bought a 500, need he, need a halftime If yo job ain't ballin' hard, then you need to quit You need a A T hard, then you need to split Summer's mine, winter too I'm poppin' bottles in the club, that's what winners do They claiming bitches, them my old hoes They claim they ballin' in my old flows You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes love to see me ball You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes love to see me ball You know these hoes came to see me ball These hoes call me Tunechi baby N-ggas think they seeing me, they hallucinating Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin' like a muthaf-cker 12 gauge, bitch, I got a dozen of them N-gga broke, acting like he got it though I'm with a Spanish bitch, if she aint f-cking, adios! So many cars I'm like eenie meenie minie moe So many colours in the diamonds, Kaleidoscope Last year I made a hundred million dollars flat Run in ya house, and get to poppin' at your shower cap My homies got them firebirds like Pontiac And if them b****** don't sell, we buy em back Where the strippers, tell em Tune on his way Tell them n-ggas I'm strapped like lingerie I aint trippin, I'm ballin, call me NBA I-I aint trippin, I'm ballin, call me NBA You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes love to see me ball You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes love to see me ball You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes love to see me ball Ballin, Ballin, Ballin, Ballin...

Aye, I just was telling Keisha Like, I'ma have dolphins and shit in my crib Waking up livin' life with no outcome (with no outcome) Fucked that bitch outside gave her out cum (gave her out cum) By any means just like Malcolm (just like Malcolm) Live by any means just like Malcolm (just like Malcolm) Yeah, I be outside all the way from the mornin' to dark (mornin' to dark) All these diamonds in my teeth, yeah I barely can talk (barely can talk) I be ballin' like I am Derrick Rose (skrrt) Killin' my competition like I'm Rogue LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my shows I just want all of my niggas to ball I just want all of my niggas to see All the shit that I might not get to see I just want all of my niggas to eat I might just pull out that lean, that's a four I might just jump in a 'Rari with two doors I might just pull up and fuck on two hoes (yeah) I might just pull up and stunt like a boss (boss, aye, aye) I spent seven thousand right on the coat (coat) On the real I don't know how to spell broke If she talk too much I put dick in her throat (yeah) Yeah, I be ballin' like I am Derrick Rose Killin' my competition like I'm Rogue LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my shows Aye, counting money 'til I'm blue in the face (blue in the face) Yeah, count money and they blue in the face Yeah, I fucked that bitch 'til she blue in the face Wearin' Balmain, extra skinny, skinny Skinny all the way 'til I'm blue in the waist Yeah, mixin' lean, everywhere soda Aye, unlike my heart, my cup way colder (way colder) Yeah, Xanny bars got me way bolder (way bolder, yeah) Aye, I just be countin' the bank (whoa) I ball like I am Durant Aye, your bitch I swear she a fan Aye, I put that money on you Yeah, lil' nigga you'll get fanned Yeah, livin' life like I'm a rock star I do this shit for my fans (for my fans) My brother, he is a block star He amazing with the pans I just want all of my niggas to ball I just want all of my niggas to see All the shit that I might not get to see I just want all of my niggas to eat I might just pull out that lean, that's a four (haha) I might just jump in a 'Rari (skrrt-skrrt) with two doors I might just pull up and fuck on two hoes (yeah) I might just pull up and stunt like a boss (boss, aye, aye) I spent seven thousand right on the coat (coat) On the real I don't know how to spell broke If she talk too much I put dick in her throat (yeah, skrrt) I be ballin' like I am Derrick Rose (skrrt) Killin' my competition like I'm Rogue LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my shows LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my sh- LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my show, aye LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my show LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my show LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my show, yeah (LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my show) LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my show Yeah, paid a lot of money for this ice (for this ice) On the real I think I found my wife (I found my wife, Brittany) Always in my hair just like some lice, when I miss a call you know I hit her twice (hit her twice times two) Put it on my life, higher than a kite Living life like I can't die, they live for me and that's the reason why I just want all of my niggas to ball I just want all of my niggas to see All the shit that I might not get to see I just want all of my niggas to eat I might just pull out that lean, that's a four I might just jump in a 'Rari with two doors I might just pull up and fuck on two hoes I might just pull up and stunt like a boss, aye I spent seven thousand right on the coat On the real I don't know how to spell broke If she talk too much I put dick in her throat, yeah I be ballin' like I am Derrick Rose Killin' my competition like I'm Rogue LUV is rage, I'm in the crowd at my shows (woo)

Figured that I gotta sell dope, or the money won't grow Figured I was Too Short, and I could never turn pro You could tell I never had shit, but bet I get that 80 grand wrist Told me we could never get rich Now watch me ride the chevy hit the switch Straight ballin' like a bitch Aye, riding through the city on chrome Ghetto nigga out the sunroof, hey, four keys nigga please Straight ballin' like a bitch Flossin' in the mind, stuntin' like the first, shufflin' the work Uh, I done came from the dirt Now the engine make the tire go skrrt Used to sleep with roaches cracky uncle and all Now a hundred thousand just a hour involved So easy how I make a mill' flip Snoop ain't the only rich crip nigga From sleepin' on Tops couch to multiple bank accounts To havin' me a mall for house They tried to slim my chances as kid though They always said I'd never make it big though Straight ballin' like a bitch Picture me rollin' Straight outta the ghetto to a deal thats a apartment in the sky I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high Yeah, so high I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high Straight ballin' like a bitch Straight ballin' like a bitch So high Straight ballin' like a bitch Straight ballin' like a bitch Straight ballin' like a bitch Aye, wait, waitin' on my turn to get paid Nigga trying to make a mill a day Put that rental on in the interstate Since a youngin' I was gifted Momma gave me some things for the bitches Bruh I go through some things you gotta witness Stomach get to mumblin' at night Watchin' every car that drive by, lookin' every driver in the eye 52nd enterprise, marchin' in these chucks like they boots Money make a pussy get the juice Money make the copper give a pass Money make me cop a bigger roof Money got me skippin' every class Tryna kill em for the summer The teachers ain't teachin' the judge taught us numbers We was raised by single mothers Pop once took us undercover So in the streets we learned colors Hiding from the reaper tryna' dodge the cage This shit I've done to rhyme on this stage I went from king of the the corner To breaking down weed on my diploma Straight ballin' like a bitch Picture me rollin' Straight outta the ghetto to a deal thats a apartment in the sky Straight ballin' like a bitch Picture me rollin' I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high Yeah, so high I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high Straight ballin' like a bitch Straight ballin' like a bitch So high, So high, Yeah Straight ballin' like a bitch Straight ballin' like a bitch Straight ballin' like a bitch

I got dope, dope, dope, dope You tengo hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes I got hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes Yo soy el boss, boss, si quiere' Canta y baila el dembow They say that I'm ballin' I told "Bitch, fuck that shit" Oh, I came from the bottom I have pecs, it come for brick Tengo coca y ferrari Facturando en el party Papi, soy una estrella Por esa mierda gasto mi money I got coke and promise Promise, coke and promise Tengo un bless got be on rocking Ain't no more money buena whole party I got dope I got dope Yeah, yeah I'm ballin' I'm ballin' Ballin' I'm ballin' Ballin' I'm ballin' Ballin' I'm ballin' Ballin' I'm ballin' Ballin' I'm ballin Ballin' They say that I'm ballin' I told "Bitch, fuck that shit" Oh, I came from the bottom I have pecs it come for brick Tengo coca y ferrari Facturando en el party Papi, soy una estrella Por esa mierda gasto mi money I got coke and promise Promise, coke and promise Tengo un bless got be on rocking Ain't no more money buena whole party I got dope I got dope Yeah, yeah I'm ballin' I'm ballin' Ballin' I'm ballin' Ballin' I'm ballin' I'm ballin

I spent 1.8 million of my hard earned money To buy this motherfucking car, I had heard about called the Bugatti OK, my boujee bitch all she want is Hermès And my college bitch need a new apartment Make 'em both cum together, said it's all in (Boss nigga alive) Hello bitch, I'm ballin' Ha, hello bitch I'm ballin' and I'm jet lagged Uh, shoppin' in Japan, we don't price check Uh, see me for Chanel Dior sunglass Uh, leather quicksand Bugatti sandman Ah, don't bother me, I'm wakin' up from a Xan Take two girls, make 'em best friends This T-Raww, like let's get acquainted She makes The Shade Room, she think she famous Ah, tattoos on her body, cocaine is a hobby, don't Be so obvi niggas, record and watch it And sell it, make a profit, tryna slow up the progress Light up and burn, let it process I yes, interior chopped, the turbans, swervin' Medallion diamond iced the serpent, sir, yes Paid checks, cash advance Rubs hands, but no Birdman OK, my boujee bitch all she want is Hermès And my college bitch need a new apartment Make 'em both cum together, said it's all in (Boss nigga alive) Hello bitch, I'm ballin' Yeah, boujee bitch all she want is Hermès And my college chick need a new apartment Make 'em both cum together, said it's all in (Boss nigga alive) Hello bitch, I'm ballin' When I heard they got a motherfucking car that's a million dollars Un huh I want it You know what the people at the place called me? The Barrack Obama of Bugatti Ha, John Gotti, big body Desert Eagle, bitch pop it New Bugatti, I'm the topic No mileage, just got it Cocaine, glove compartment Keep her high, she always want it Green eyes, she from the tropic Ride or die, keep the pistol polish I ain't the hottest, nigga stop it I ain't the hottest, nigga stop it Rings on me since playing Sonic Had rings on since playing Sonic I'm the topic I'm the topic New connect, meet the buyer I don't need a scale, I can eyeball it Kiss the ring, I'm the godfather Corleone, you ain't see it coming I fuck her friend, 'cause these hoes is horny Forty Glock, hundred thousand on me Play for keeps, I don't ever bargain I'm the profit, I'm the profit Double up into triple profit In the mid-west, young Scottie Beam me up in a jet, Roger Red bitch into red leather She clawing on me, that's Red Lobster Head first, then we talk about it Told the bitch that's law and order Head shawty, head bussa I'm the hottest, who fuckin' want it I'm the topic, I'm the topic Disagree, nigga stop it My jeans, Saint Laurent it I'm the bomb, real atomic All my dogs, stay barkin' She wipe her head, Lorena Bobbitt I'm the topic, I'm the topic Disagree, nigga stop it I got the juice and the water I got the chips and the salsa (I'm the topic) (Uh, nigga I'm the topic) (Uh, I know your future I'm just being honest) She 'gon let me poke, she my Pocahontas The cops is crooked

To the ball? You wanna take me? Ooh, alright I feel like Cinderella, got me hopin', wishin' Ballin', ballin', ballin' Feelin' kinda mellow, my Prince Charming Calling, calling, calling Feel like Cinderella, you lucky, lucky fella Falling, falling, falling for you Heaven must be missing an angel for sure 'Cause I haven't felt for a long time this beautiful Someone who is my fall, my spring, my summer and my winter My all and only one, my heart and every center I feel like Cinderella, got me hopin', wishin' Ballin', ballin', ballin' Feelin' kinda mellow, my Prince Charming Calling, calling, calling Feel like Cinderella, you lucky, lucky fella Falling, falling, falling for you You get me head over heels for you Clouds of rain and the sun Water, stars and the moon A zillion grains of sand A timeless love in bloom Tick tock, twelve o'clock Watch yourself, babe I got your love on lock Click my heels three times You're the only thing on my mind Happy to be a holiday Here's our season to celebrate We can get down any time Any place, on any given day I feel like Cinderella, got me hopin', wishin' Ballin', ballin', ballin' Feelin' kinda mellow, my Prince Charming Calling, calling, calling Feel like Cinderella, you lucky, lucky fella Falling, falling, falling for you You got me, boy you know you got me Unspeakable joy is what you bring to me I can't get enough Showin' me how to dream again Now I believe, I believe in love I feel like Cinderella, got me hopin', wishin' Ballin', ballin', ballin' Feelin' kinda mellow, my Prince Charming Calling, calling, calling Feel like Cinderella, you lucky, lucky fella Falling, falling, falling for you I feel like Cinderella, got me hopin', wishin' Ballin', ballin', ballin' Feelin' kinda mellow, my Prince Charming Calling, calling, calling Feel like Cinderella, you lucky, lucky fella Falling, falling, falling for you I feel like Cinderella

Okay, it's RattPack 'til my pulse flat, we keep it real, no false rap I got four cards and they all black, got four broads and they all that We call that ballin', doin' this is my callin' Flow is so appallin', my phone off and she callin', I'm like, "Yeah What it do?" Penthouse, man, what a view Fall back, 'cause I'm coming through with my whole team They coming too That's real, too real, motherfucker, tell me how you feel I'm too good for my own good, I won't leak the album I'll let it spill Number one, bitch, I bet it will, do the numbers I said it will I played the game and I'm still the same And I never changed just to get a deal Bitch, I'm ballin' Ballin', I came from nothin' to somethin' Like it's nothin', yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', closin' million dollar deals Catch me swervin', burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin', ballin', goin' places they never go It ain't all about the money But I stack it 'cause you never know I'ma live life 'til I overdose While they sleepin' on me, that's comatose I went mainstream with my main team You just mad as fuck, you ain't come close And your next girl is my ex-girl, she fine as hell But she a mess girl All I do is rhyme, I got no time So I can't reply to your text, girl Bitch, I'm back again and I run it Always gotta keep it one-hunnid All of y'all know y'all want it, turn it up and get blunted I'm like, "Fuck the money, fuck the fame" I came here to fuck up the game Gon' get it, I'm feelin' myself, fresh to death Bitch, I'm killin' myself, I'm gone We burnin' it up, step in the building, we turnin' it up Talkin' that shit, but they never admit when I step to the mic I be murderin' it And we livin' real good, mainstream, but it's still good I got raw shit, I got real shit But right now it's time for that feel good We call that ballin', doin' this is my callin' Flow is so appallin', my phone off and she callin', I'm like, "Yeah What it do?" Penthouse, man, what a view Fall back, 'cause I'm coming through with my whole team They coming too, that's Ballin', ballin' I came from nothin' to somethin' Like it's nothin', yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', closin' million dollar deals Catch me swervin', burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin', ballin', goin' places they never go It ain't all about the money But I stack it 'cause you never know You know that we ballin', we been goin' all-in Hold on, let me slow it down so y'all get the shit These haters talk, but I don't give a shit Got models, bottles, and the piff is lit But we ballin', kinda like Spalding and Rawlings On the road to riches never stallin' Got your girl all up all on my nuts, boy She do it with joy, no almonds, ugh Living life to perfection, V.I.P., that's the section Presidential watch, presidential suites You would think we held an election It go Logic first, then I'm up next I do not converse, I just cut checks I do not rehearse, I just drop the verse I need to cop a hearse, 'cause I'm fresh to death I bet you never seen so much designer Never seen a nigga with a bitch that's finer Boy, I stunt when I ain't even tryna Swaggin' is nice, but first I'ma rhymer And I rep Maryland, home of the Terrapins Say you spit crack, homie, we spit that heroin Bring it right to your front door like I'm carolin' Standing next to me would be so embarrassin', yeah, we be Ballin', ballin' I came from nothin' to somethin' Like it's nothin', yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', closin' million dollar deals Catch me swervin', burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin', ballin', goin' places they never go It ain't all about the money But I stack it 'cause you never know

I been ballin' In the bedroom In the back room In the bathroom Ballin' In the front room In the back room In the bathroom (ballin') Ballin' In the bedroom In the back room In the bathroom Ballin' In the front room In the back room In the bathroom Ballin' In the front room In the back room In the bathroom (ballin') Ballin' In the bedroom In the back room In the bathroom Ballin' In the front room In the back room In the bathroom (ballin') Ballin' In the bedroom In the back room In the bathroom (alright) Meet me home You can hit my phone You know I'm still ballin' Six side no tootsie slide But I got the moves (ballin') Private show, we all alone Baby, no one's watching (girl) Late night, don't have FaceTime We can break the rules Tiny rooms in the house Take your pick and it's going down We can start it out on the couch And finish off on the lounge chair (ballin') Ain't no half steps here we all in Got your best friend three way calling (yeah) Locked in, I'm feelin' right Like every night 'Cause I been ballin' In the bedroom In the back room In the bathroom Ballin' In the front room In the back room In the bathroom (ballin') Ballin' In the bedroom In the back room In the bathroom Ballin' In the front room In the back room In the bathroom (ballin') Freeze so deep I still Uber Eats Yeah, you know I'm ballin' Six feet ain't got shit on me Stay off my block (okay) Bathroom stocked with that ultra soft I don't want for nothing Hit my phone best be video I ain't tryna talk Tiny rooms in the house Take your pick and it's going down We can start it out on the couch And finish off on the lounge chair (ballin') Ain't no half steps here we all in Got your best friend three way calling (yeah) Locked in, I'm feelin' right Like every night 'Cause I been ballin' In the bedroom In the back room In the bathroom Ballin' In the front room In the back room In the bathroom (ballin') Ballin' In the bedroom In the back room In the bathroom Ballin' In the front room In the back room In the bathroom (ballin')

I told ya fuckin' ass I be back In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho Chillin' by ya boy house kissin' on these hoes See these broads want stars Big dicks down in the draws Seven days a week seven brand new cars Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300 Check us and front it the Navigator Garage with the elevator You not a hata Then press second floor So you can see the muthfuckin' Big Tymers car show Now on the left side we got the brand new Benz And on the right side bitches shakin' ass for ends And in the middle niggas throwin' twenties and tenss And up top niggas drinkin' juices with gin juices with gin juices with gin News cars Pretty broads Neighborhood superstars Going far Goin' to the super bowl In the hole And I owe my nigga for frontin' me two kilos Yellow ice With new heights Hoes got my name right Fame got my muthafuckin' game tight Dirt digga Hoe go-getta Nigga outta line Playboy I got ten on ya feet Car shinna Rim blinda 20 inch rida Nigga and you can ride right beside me Titty watcha Hoe stoppa VCR tape poppa Neighborhood naked flick watcha Border line Hen poppa Byran is my heart and Pearl is my number one chick And Cash Money Records gone run this nationwide shit And playa you can believe that shit Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby I see you jockin' Baby 'cause he got a Mercedes And ya know about his ladies And all his babies I know what they like Them brand new bikes So we can ride around town like Tina and Ike I'ma shine till I die nigga We worldwide everybody know Cash Money ride or die nigga Twenty inch wheels is what I roll And when I pass yo bitch all outta control Buyin' Lexus Land Cruisers The four seven the big pipe user Hoe abuser Its the project sticker man Full of liquor man Ridin' with cha bitch with the Tymers playin' Ballin everyday poppin' Dom P bottles Ball till ya fall is the Cash Money motto Flashy cars Pretty broads The word uptown we bought these cars For girls I bought Pretty jewels With new shoes With tatoos A Cash Money motto do what you gotta do Fight who you gotta fight Shoot who you gotta shoot Boot who you gotta boot Do what you gotta do Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Ten years ago a friend of mine Brought me to uptown second line Met Meatball, Nair, Anglin Mets Want you do a DJ in the jets Bought two trigger mans and brown beat Now you can pop that pussy in the middle of the street Best believe next week I'ma be downtown Point court St. Bernard bitch throwin' down Then I'm mosy on down cross the kanel Put up the mic 'cause I got a fuckin' story ta tell Teresa Yous a Cash Money bitch say what you still a Cash Money bitch I say lil Lisa You still a Cash Money bitch say what you still a Cash Money bitch My nigga Baby ya wit me Fa sho Now bring it to the McMelph Caliope Niggas livin' for the Sunday On the lake bakin' cake watchin' niggas ridin' round with they honey Drinkin Dacquri Hoes packin' White folks actin' Givin' tickets nigga for the jackin' Niggas feudin' Game losin' Lil told me to watch these hoes tryin' ta abuse me Joe Casey Goin' crazy My homeboy told me to watch these muthafuckin' feds Chilly chilly actin' silly But cha name killa Told me he gone kill'em a nigga Suga Slim All in Game tight And we just about ta start this all night flight

Swish, swish, swish, swish Swish, swish, swish, swish Swish, swish, swish, swish Is mayonnaise an instrument? You know you see me, I be ballin' like Shareef Breakin' ankles in Balenciaga sneaks You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field You know you see me, I be ballin' like Shareef Breakin' ankles in Balenciaga sneaks You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field Shaq attack, I post up in the paint Back it up, shawty I got no complaints Racks on racks, yeah that's money in the bank Ain't no limit to this shit, I just might pull up in a tank 2-3 on my back, and I ain't talkin' Jordan She think I'm Shareef when she just see the way I'm scorin' Skrrt, whippin' foreigns, plottin' on the fortress My outfit cost a fortune, you still rock Michael Kors shit Catch me out in Boston, like '09 Shaq I'm saucin' Finally get it boppin' to the mornin' Global warming, I think that it's hot in there Baby look around and you'll see broke niggas is not in here My diamonds over me, that's Fiji, Crystal Geyser clear I'm Shaqtin' a Fool, I'm gettin' rowdy, Cavalier His shawty lookin' mad, I gotta whisper in her ear "I'm ballin' like Shareef so you should come on over here, yeah" You know you see me, I be ballin' like Shareef Breakin' ankles in Balenciaga sneaks You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field You know you see me, I be ballin' like Shareef Breakin' ankles in Balenciaga sneaks You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field You know you see me, I be ballin' like Shareef Breakin' ankles in Balenciaga sneaks You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field You know you see me, I be ballin' like Shareef Breakin' ankles in Balenciaga sneaks You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field You know you see me, I be ballin' like Shareef Breakin' ankles in Balenciaga sneaks You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field You know you see me, I be ballin' like Shareef Breakin' ankles in Balenciaga sneaks You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field

That Hublot, that king size Hublot Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish Ballin', do it like this, bitch Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin') Yeah, uh, it's Crack. yeah, uh No matter the weather, can't imagine it better Got me lookin' for Claire in the Bill Cosby sweater Hundred bottles is better and they come in those cases I'm talkin' peoples and places, we make it light up like Vegas Ugh, I swear this bitch is dumb as shit But her ass is even dumber Now thats dumber and dumber; how to take off a summer Took a flight out to Russia, we even flew out her mother huh Fuck you niggas talkin' bout? At the Rucker I was about to bring Jordan out They want to get Coke wet cause of my fan base I used to get coke wet, I had to fan base Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish Ballin', do it like this, bitch Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin') Uhh, T.S. whattup (Hahahaha... you know I'm young and rich) O Versace shades and some OG J's Keep some OG blaze cause that's what got me paid Rockin all this Wang, they look at me strange Lots of DiamondAir when I'm on the plane Ridin' through the city me and Joe Crack A pound of what I'm puffin' cost you four stacks Niggas get it twisted cause my tour selled What the fuck you think a nigga was before rap? And my crib is new and I talk shit in my interviews And my wife called my interludes, I don't break laws I just bend the rules Got racks might spend a few Couldn't walk a day in my shoes, got my own day you seen it in the news Presidential smoke presidential Rolee' Porsche 911, picture me rollin' Poppin' champagne OG kush-a-holic' Put that in your phone, whether you call it Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish Ballin', do it like this, bitch Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin') Yeah, uh... Hahahaha, coke up in her bra Nerve of you all a crip is a Colliseum Olajuwon nigga I just Akeem Worry about the bell, my niggas they got to free em Champagne dreams and broke pockets This why we call em niggas false prophets Ballin', bitch I'm fuckin ballin' You can call me Spalding or maybe even Rawlings Met her at the Esseses over there in New Orleans She said she kinda shy but her body keep callin' Yeah they keep callin', I ain't even into them Niggas jump ship, Pirates of the Carribean Tell Wiz roll and smoke foggin' my glasses Niggas is my sons, I should claim em on my taxes Look how big her ass is, I think she got the Nicki plan (Ballin') but I ain't passin or dribblin'

My cocaina, come manana So I could blow a couple dollars She see these diamonds on my collar She wanna fuck a fuckin baller Ballin, She wanna fuck a fuckin baller Ballin, Kilos in the attic chico But of course shorty sore for like 8 weeks You know I beat the pussy up like them Dre beats Its only right shorty fuckin with a fuckin baller If its black card baby gon fuck tomorrow Here's 10 stacks, feel like I bought her But fuck it, me and Cafe' just left the border 5 million dollar house and I ain't talkin slaughter Talkin paid in full bitch and I ain't talkin Porter And that ghost got a stash box in it 200 on the dash fly by cops with her (Like ayye) I be ghost ridin, got them hoes smilin Bought that bitch a smart car now we both ridin I get it from me prima Yall niggas might have seen her The cokin cowboys, they goin la marina You fuck up her money, Oooh mama mia Rather be burnt with gonorrhea Than cursed with santeria These my nina for that white girl like Chritsina's nina Oops I mean nino, all the white boys You know gardio, or like Rozay say that cocaina Whip it back in the cocina (now we)

You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it Bakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it... As-salamu alaykum, homie Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it Now a nigga back to ballin' Back to ballin', back to ballin', back to ballin' I ain't even playing, homie Got it, lost it, got it, spent it Got it, now I'm back to ballin' Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it Got it, now I'm back to ballin' Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' Nigga, I seen her, booked her, took her to my hotel, no that's not my problem Problem, problem, problem Cause I get right to the chicken Ain't trick with other bitches Don't worry if I never call her Call her, call her, call her (french) Motherfucker, back to ballin' You know my whips is foreign Man, you niggas play the bench and you know my niggas startin' Motherfucka, back to ballin' I'm talking black Ferrari Straight cash made a hundred forty stacks this mornin' I'm talking ten chains, casino lights Red bottoms, mosquito bites Bad batch, get your head cracked, Cee-lo dice Motherfucka, back to ballin' Start to finish, you start, I finish Bottle after bottle like fuck my kidneys Every time we roll up, doors go up, and them panties fallin' Fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' Talk, all my niggas tore up from the floor up And all those whips is foreign Whips is foreign, whips is foreign, them whips is foreign Nigga back to ballin' Lil bit like Patrick Johnson Never sold much dope, but I know Some nights I heard that trap was callin' Nigga, back to ballin' KD, Rondo, and Lebronin' Found life is about chasing dreams Don't worry how I got these commas Comas, commas, I'm a, rider Lot of, ganja, e-z wider But I paid five stacks for a garment Leave the cherry up and a high set Hugo boss be the outfit And a pair of some never coming out shit

(Ballin') For jeg vil ha en hot boy sommer her i år Alle damer jeg kan få, alle gutta får det på For jeg vil ha en hot boy sommer her i år Alle damer jeg kan få, alle gutta får det på For jeg vil ha en hot boy sommer her i år Diggere enn hun i går, Trondheim er tilbake nå Trondheim by er back igjen Får på med masse damer Leker snill men jeg er slem (Jeg er slem, jeg er slem) Hot boy sommer her igjen (Okey) Du lukter ikke lenger meg i min egen seng Alle vet jeg er en hot boy, hot boy Det er sommer, heller tidsfylle damer på no' sprit Alle kaller meg for fuckboy, fuckboy Men baby det går fint, alle chicksa er fortsatt keen For jeg vil ha en hot boy sommer her i år Alle damer jeg kan få, alle gutta får det på For jeg vil ha en hot boy sommer her i år Diggere enn hun i går, Trondheim er tilbake nå Jeg vil ha mer Vil ha en digg chick og alle vet godt, ja de vet det skjer Og alle vet en ting (she belongs to the street) Daydream på party her og tar masse damer rett inn Og alle vet en ting (she belongs to the street) (Ha, ha) For vi er klare for å feste her i kveld Daydream fester som det var ingen dag igjen Har for mange planer for én sommer Og mamma jeg skal være snill Men jeg skal ha en hot boy sommer her i år Alle damer jeg kan få, alle gutta får det på For jeg vil ha en hot boy sommer her i år Diggere enn hun i går, Trondheim er tilbake nå Hot boy, for det er hot boy summer Hot boy, for det er hot boy sommer i år Hot boy, for det er hot boy summer Hot boy, for det er hot boy sommer i år

Hundred thousand on a small ass chain Hundred thousand on a bottle champagne Half a million for a watch with no diamonds Brought cash to the jewelers, still had change Ooh, sharks in the crib and in the back yard Elevator in the house, never got stuck I just looked in the mirror, got star struck I just looked at your bitch and got eye fucked Who the fuck wanna race? Put your money up All you see is license plates, far in front of you I gave a bad bitch a taste of the good life She licked her lips twice and told me I'm yummier Glass house on the block, 5 floors in it Got a picture on the wall that costs more than it You observing it, I'm absorbing it Judge mad cause a nigga make more than him Ignoring him, I know you can't ignore the rims I'm going in until I'm pourin' in more than M's I'm courting in swimsuit models that don't know who I am In foreign twins, I tell 'em that I star in films My warrant clear as day like Doris is When I ain't trippin', my lawyers is So what the charges is? Put it on my tap, baller shit I'm from the cell to the mall with this Now tell them motherfuckers sign I'm post bail ballin', post bail ballin' Go tell the warden I'm, I'm post bail ballin' Post bail ballin', go tell the warden I'm Soon as I get home I'm going to get that brand new Bentley I'ma honk the horn, riding past the penitentiary And I'ma drive slow, riding past the elementary Then give it to my woes, tell 'em, don't even mention it One time for the hustlers and the young moms My presidential is crunch time, looking in my son's eyes Only time I see a upside I tell him he gon' be a tough guy and never be a punchline Tell him never wait in one line, tell him not even a lunch line Pray more than some times When the cops come you tongue-tied Take dirt, make a mud pie Lookin' out the window, in the coupe with a bimbo Talking 'bout who she resemble Bitch you in a Enzo, stop being so simple Now fuck me like we in a limbo I ain't got time to kill, I got voids to fill I got ocean views, I got water bills I got cards to deal, i got hearts to steal I got larger wheels on my automobile I lost appeal, the bullshit cost me a mil It brought me to tears, I came home and brought me a crib I walked through that bitch, strapped when it's dark in that bitch And through hell and high water, I just walk through that bridge I got a full cup of lean that I saw in the fridge I started to swig, but ended up drinking all of that shit Cause I deserve it, I be working hard for all of this shit I step into a Rolls Royce when I walk out then pen My nigga I'm, I'm post bail ballin, post bail ballin' Go tell the warden I'm, I'm post bail ballin' Post bail ballin', go tell the warden I'm, I'm post bail ballin' Farewell warden, I'm post bail ballin' Go tell the warden I'm, post bail ballin' Inmate Carter, post bail ballin' Soon as I get home I'm going to get that brand new Bentley I'ma honk the horn, riding past the penitentiary And I'ma drive slow, riding past the elementary Then give it to my woes, tell 'em, don't even mention it Soon as I get home I'm going to get that brand new Bentley