Lyrics

Uh, uh (Uh)
Big ballin', feel like Mike
He got shot up, no surprise
**** got robbed, no surprise too
**** will not run up a bankroll
Me and brother do it like Sopranos
Why is your ho inside my bando? (Yah)
Uh, she hate me, I don't give a fuck, ho (Yah)
Don't hate me 'cause she in love, ho (Yah)
**** don't hate you 'cause you suck, ho
**** hate me 'cause I'm goin' up, ho (Yah)
You ain't a killer, I call y'all bluff
You not a killer, ain't do enough (Do 'nough)
I really wish you would test your luck
Lil ho, I don't do no drugs
When you me, ****, you don't need no drugs
How you bleedin'? ****, I know you a punk
I got big Glock, ****, better duck
You called your ho, I'm right beside her
You gon' slide, ****, we gon' 45 ya (Yah)
She love me, even though I lie (Yah)
She love me and she don't know why (Yah)
(I'll just shut the fuck up for good now, huh) What the fuck?
(Yeah, you fucking want that, yeah?) Wh-what the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
(We are fucking over, you fucking dumbass) What the fuck?
(I hope that you choke on a piece of concrete) 'Ight, bruh, I hung up on this ho, she weird as hell, bro
Big ballin', feel like Mike
He got shot up, no surprise
**** got robbed, no surprise too
**** will not run up a bankroll
Me and brother do it like Sopranos (Yah)
Why is your ho inside my bando? (Yah)
Big ballin', feel 'em up
He got shot up, no surprise
**** got robbed, no surprise too
**** will not run up a bankroll (Yah)
Me and brother do it like Sopranos (Yah)
Why is your ho inside my bando? (Yah)
Written by: 289Shawty
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