Ballin On A Bitch (feat. Gucci Mane)
FoogianoGucci Mane
Ballin On A Bitch (feat. Gucci Mane) 歌詞
Once again I'm locked in with TP we finna make a hit
TP baby
Ayy
N***as come around me actin' gangster I ain't buyin' that
He tried to run off I dumped the Draco where his spine at
7 62 god I got that name because I'm firin' that
Rep we lit for life post on the block this where I'm dyin' at
If I shoot my gun three hundred shots gon' come behind it
And if I ever ran the police probably was behind me
Bendin' corners jumpin' fences hittin' them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city b***h this my s**t
I'm slidin' with thirty totin' a fifty sent three shots and bagged him up
Ayy you remember on that day I shot so fast the fifty bust
No you can't be the gang you know it's hard for us to gain some trust
You wanna be the gang you gotta sacrifice your life to us
Now put a cap up on my head no I can't never go out bare
Think my shooters they went deaf or somethin' 'cause all he do is stare
My name spread like the coronavirus Shiesty in the air
Kick the b***h up out the spot I caught her tryna leave her hair
Now put a cap up on my head no I can't never go out bare
Think my shooters they went deaf or somethin' 'cause all he do is stare
My name spread like the coronavirus Shiesty in the air
Kick the b***h up out the spot I caught her tryna leave her hair
N***as come around me actin' gangster I ain't buyin' that
He tried to run off I dumped the Draco where his spine at
7 62 god I got that name because I'm firin' that
Rep we lit for life post on the block this where I'm dyin' at
If I shoot my gun three hundred shots gon' come behind it
And if I ever ran the police probably was behind me
Bendin' corners jumpin' fences hittin' them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city b***h this my s**t
Hoppin' out soon as dark I been trappin' all through the day
Shooters ready to spark waitin' on they moment to spray
Calmly burnin' these 'Woods I been smokin' Runtz to the face
Styrofoam full of mud my double cup Moochie Grape
Free my n***as from jail if not they might escape
Trafficking through the mail make sure mine come double-taped
Pockets almost obese I ain't tryna get 'em in shape
Might pop out in the hood I'm familiar with all the J's
Slimin' s**t every day b***h we come from catchin' them plays
Catch his a*s down bad I'ma get him up out the way
Hit for like thirty-five caught him poppin' s**t in the A
Told him don't make a move it's like sixty up in this Drac'
N***as come around me actin' gangster I ain't buyin' that
He tried to run off I dumped the Draco where his spine at
7 62 god I got that name because I'm firin' that
Rep we lit for life post on the block this where I'm dyin' at
If I shoot my gun three hundred shots gon' come behind it
And if I ever ran the police probably was behind me
Bendin' corners jumpin' fences hittin' them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city b***h this my s**t
Lil' bitty b***h brr
We gon' do a on a n***a ayy
Sixty shots up in this chop tryna hit thirty n***a ayy
I'm Big Shiesty I get dirty with you
Brr