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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bibi Bourelly
Bibi Bourelly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ade Chang-Nugent
Ade Chang-Nugent
Composer
Kevin Risto
Kevin Risto
Composer
Badriia Bourelly
Badriia Bourelly
Composer
Waynne Nugent
Waynne Nugent
Composer
Marquis King
Marquis King
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Waynne
Bruce Waynne
Producer
Mitch McCarthy
Mitch McCarthy
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Risto
Kevin Risto
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Lord
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
I got fired from Old Navy
Landlord keeps on knocking
Swear that **** hates me
[Verse 3]
Sleeping on this old couch
But shit, I'm not complaining
'Cause I'm still a pimp though
Like there's moolah raining
[Verse 4]
And I ain't never ever been this rich ever
I don't even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raise her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store
[Verse 5]
But I'm ballin', ballin'
I'm so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That's my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk fifteen miles to my apartment
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
I'm so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
[Verse 6]
Oh Lord
Yeah
Oh Lord
[Verse 7]
Gourmet
Heart them ramen noodles
Freak it with the hot sauce
I do McDonalds too though
[Verse 8]
And when I wanna go out
Good Will gotta do though
Sweet talking the bouncers
Eighteen bucks, I need two more
[Verse 9]
And I ain't never ever been this rich ever
I don't even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raise her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store
[Verse 10]
But I'm ballin', ballin'
I'm so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That's my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk fifteen miles to my apartment
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
I'm so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
[Verse 11]
Oh Lord
[Verse 12]
Jumped the gate, subway station
All the seats are taken
This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
I spend my very last savings on some Takis
I'm good at Simbi’s crib
I don't need no fancy hotel lobbies
I doubt I'd get along with paparazzi, yeah
I just want a Slim Jim and a 40
[Verse 13]
I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit
I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses
With the hipster kids and the bad bitches with hair on they armpits
We wear designer clothes from thrifts
My hair might not be laid and did
[Verse 14]
Yeah, but I'm ballin', ballin'
I'm so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That's my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk fifteen miles to my apartment
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
I'm so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
[Verse 15]
Oh Lord
Written by: Ade Chang-Nugent, Badriia Bourelly, Kevin Risto, Marquis King, Waynne Nugent
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