Ballin’
Mustard
Ballin’ 歌詞
Mustard on the beat, ho
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 hittin the mall with the whole team
Now a ***** cant answer calls cause Im ballin
I was wakin up, gettin racks in the morning
I was broke, now Im rich, these ****** salty
All these designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy
Straight up out the Yajects, Im a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean, Ima sip, sip
I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip
But I got rich on all these ******, I didnt forget, back
I had to go through the struggle, I didnt forget that
I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back
These b*****s know me now cause I got them big racks
Cause Im gettin money now, I know you heard that
Young ***** on the corner, *****, I had to serve crack
Uncle fronted me some Ps, 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 ***** a new coupe
Either you frontin yall gang or youre SuWoop
Got a New Orleans ***** and man, that ***** voodoo
And Im 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 hittin the mall with the whole team
Now a***** cant answer calls cause Im ballin
I was wakin up, gettin racks in the morning
I was broke, now Im rich, these ****** salty
I been wakin up to get the money, woah, woah
Got a bad *****, her ass tatted, woah, woah
Givenchy to my toes, two twins, Im ******* em both
I put in a new AP, the water like a boat
I was down bad on my ****, where was you ****** at?
I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks
I see you swerve back, cause Im in the black Bach
New diamonds on me, **** a flash, this aint Snapchat
Cause I been gettin paid
Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
Grab my baby mama that new Bentayga
Tryna get the dojo like a sensei, yeah
Rolls Royce umbrellas when Im in the rain
I just mind my business
I got brothers that did the time, I aint kiddin
All these rappers just talk about it, I live it
Goin up, I aint 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 hittin the mall with the whole team
Now a ***** cant answer calls cause Im ballin
I was wakin up, gettin racks in the morning
I was broke, now Im rich, these ***** * salty
I, ayy, yeah
Ive been ballin, lil *****
Now watch me ball on these ******
Yeah, now watchme ball on these ******, yeah
Now watch me ball on these ******
Now watch me ball on these ******, yeah, yeah