Ballin’

I don't really wanna go

I don't really wanna stay

But I really hope and pray (I don't wanna stay)

Can we get it together?

Get it together

(Mustard on the beat, hoe) I put the new Forgis on the Jeep

I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my **** got it out the streets

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans

I remember hitting the mall with the whole team

Now a **** can't answer calls 'cause I'm balling

I was waking up getting racks in the morning

I was broke, now I'm rich, these **** salty

All this designer on my body got me drip, drip, aye

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 ****, I didn't forget back

I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that

I hopped 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 **** 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 frontin' y'all gang or you're SuWoop

Got a New Orleans bitch, and man, that pussy voodoo

And I'm that **** now, who knew?

I put the new Forgis on the Jeep

I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my **** got it out the streets

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans

I remember hitting the mall with the whole team

Now a **** can't answer calls 'cause I'm balling

I was waking up getting racks in the morning

I was broke, now I'm rich, these **** salty

I been waking up to get the money, whoa, whoa

Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, whoa, whoa

Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I'm fuckin' 'em both

I put in a new AP, the water like a boat

I was down bad on my dick, where was you **** at?

I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks

I seen 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

Going 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 **** got it out the streets

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans

I remember hitting the mall with the whole team

Now a **** can't answer calls 'cause I'm balling

I was waking up getting racks in the morning

I was broke, now I'm rich, these **** salty

I, aye, yeah

I've been ballin', lil' ****

Now watch me ball on these ****

Yeah, now watch me ball on these ****, yeah

Now watch me ball on these ****

Now watch me ball on these ****, yeah, yeah