Ballin Lyrics With Video – Mustard | 2019 Song
| Detail | Information |
| Song Name | Ballin |
| Singer Name | Mustard |
| Lyrics Name | Ballin |
| Music Director Name | Ballin |
| Label | RCA Records & Top Dawg Entertainment |
Ballin Lyrics
I don’t really want to goI don’t really wanna stayBut I really hope and prayCan we get it togetherGet it together(Mustard on the beat, ho)
I put the new Forgi’s on the JeepI trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath‘Cause all my niggas got it out the streetsI keep a hunnid racks inside my jeansI remember hittin’ the mall with the whole teamNow a nigga can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’I was wakin’ up, gettin’ racks in the mornin’I was broke now I’m rich, these niggas salty
All this designer on my body got me drip, drip (ayy)Straight up out the Yajects, I’m a big CripIf I got a pint of lean, I’ma sip, sipI run the racks up with my queen, like London and NipBut I got rich on all these niggas, I didn’t forget, betI had to go through the struggle, I didn’t forget thatI hopped inside of the Maybach and now I can sit backThese bitches know me now, ’cause I got them big racks‘Cause I’m gettin’ money now, I know you heard thatYoung nigga on the corner, bitch, I had to serve crackUncle fronted me some P’s, had to get them birds backWe came up on dirty money, I gave it a bird bathCut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupeEither you frontin’ Yah Gang or you’re SuWoopGot a New Orleans bitch and man that pussy voodooAnd I’m that nigga now, who knew?
I put the new Forgi’s on the JeepI trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath‘Cause all my niggas got it out the streetsI keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeansI remember hittin’ the mall with the whole teamNow a nigga can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’I was wakin’ up gettin’ racks in the mornin’I was broke now I’m rich, these niggas salty
I been wakin’ up to get the money, whoa, whoaGot a bad bitch, her ass tatted, whoa, whoaGivenchy to my toes, two twins, I’m fuckin’ ’em bothI put her in new AP, the water like a boatI was down bad on my dick, where was you niggas at?I know you turned your back on me, just to get some racksI seen you swerve back, ’cause I’m in the black ‘BachNew diamonds on me, fuck a flash, this ain’t SnapChat‘Cause I been gettin’ paidYellow diamonds on me look like lemonadeGot my baby mama that new BentaygaTryna get the dough, Joe, like a sensei, yeahRolls Royce umbrellas when I’m in the rainI just mind my businessI got brothers that did the time, I ain’t kiddin’All these rappers just talk about it, I live itGoin’ up, I ain’t got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah
I put the new Forgi’s on the JeepI trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath‘Cause all my niggas got it out the streetsI keep a hunnid racks inside my jeansI remember hittin’ the mall with the whole teamNow a nigga can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’I was wakin’ up gettin’ racks in the mornin’I was broke now I’m rich, these niggas salty
I, ayy, yeahI’ve been ballin’, lil’ niggaNow watch me ball on these niggasYeah, now watch me ball on these niggas, yeahNow watch me ball on these niggasNow watch me ball on these niggas, yeah, yeah
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