Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ballin’, artist - Mustard. Album song Perfect Ten, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 10 Summers, Interscope
Song language: English
Ballin’ |
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep |
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath |
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets |
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans |
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team |
Now a nigga can’t answer calls 'cause I’m ballin' |
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning |
I was broke, now I’m rich, these niggas salty |
All these designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy |
Straight up out the Yajects, I’m a big Crip |
If I got a pint of lean, I’ma sip, sip |
I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip |
But I got rich on all these niggas, I didn’t forget, back |
I had to go through the struggle, I didn’t forget that |
I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back |
These bitches know me now 'cause I got them big racks |
'Cause I’m gettin' money now, I know you heard that |
Young nigga on the corner, bitch, I had to serve crack |
Uncle fronted me some P’s, had to get them birds back |
We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath |
Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe |
Either you from Yah Gang or you’re SuWoop |
Got a New Orleans bitch and man, that pussy voodoo |
And I’m that nigga now, who knew? |
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep |
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath |
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets |
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans |
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team |
Now a nigga can’t answer calls 'cause I’m ballin' |
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning |
I was broke, now I’m rich, these niggas salty |
I been wakin' up to get the money, woah, woah |
Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, woah, woah |
Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I’m fucking 'em both |
I put in a new AP, the water like a boat |
I was down bad on my dick, where was you niggas at? |
I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks |
I see you swerve back, 'cause I’m in the black 'Bach |
New diamonds on me, fuck a flash, this ain’t Snapchat |
'Cause I been gettin' paid |
Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade |
Got my baby mama that new Bentayga |
Tryna get the dojo like a sensei, yeah |
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I’m in the rain |
I just mind my business |
I got brothers that did the time, I ain’t kiddin' |
All these rappers just talk about it, I live it |
Goin' up, I ain’t got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah |
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep |
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath |
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets |
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans |
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team |
Now a nigga can’t answer calls 'cause I’m ballin' |
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning |
I was broke, now I’m rich, these niggas salty |
I, ayy, yeah |
I’ve been ballin', lil' nigga |
Now watch me ball on these niggas |
Ayy, now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah |
Now watch me ball on these niggas |
Now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah, yeah |