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​Ballin

This song is by Kevin Gates and features Juicy J and Starlito.

I'm ballin ballin ballin bitch, don't know what else to call it, shit
All these dollars I brought with me
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
I started off fucked up, finally got my weight up
Still trying to figure out, what the fuck you hating for? When I come around it feel just like an appraisal
Independent nigga gettin' it in just like the majors
Counting through the check feel like a nigga turning pages
If you were cool you ain't no more, you've done us both a favor
Eighties baby, grew up on a pistol and a pager
Got a free quarter ounce, I bet a hundred on the Lakers
I should say against them, you know I'm riding with the heat
With the karma stole my box Chevy
Box of rubbers, box of swisha sweets
Still got a bitch that'll get your bitch to leave
Switch up freaks like I swap my whips, that shit ain't real as shit to me
I'm ballin ballin ballin bitch, don't know what else to call it, shit
All these dollars I brought with me
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
Screech for no reason, saved by the bell
This bitch to the right, pretty face, tall, white, with a smile like lisa, big booty diva
Broke a brick down, meet a banda there and three hundred for the oz of reefer
Twenty five bags of the og kush and the grandaddy perco weakon
Zansa tabs in the air, no slab, but thank god for my peep
On the road doing show after show after show and I still eat good all features
Clunking, gold, and tweaking if the streets ain't got no lean
Say they bought like nine fifty for the seal I say I need
Took time, this crooks fine
Had bad karma, I shook mine
Jab good, slip excellent
Uppercut, my hook's fine
Refrigeration, illustration, ice on got niggas hating
Foreign whip, foreign bitch
What that is? Immigration
Overcooked dope bags cocaine if it cook too long then they may complain
Dope game both lays won't say no names, dope made propane, won't make no change
From the ghetto us I heard that's why I'm ballin, I'm ballin
If you've got a problem with it I ain't sorry, I ain't sorry
I'm ballin ballin ballin bitch, don't know what else to call it, shit
All these dollars I brought with me
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit