Goalie lyrics

[Chorus]
We ran up the chips
Ran up that money, now I cannot slip
Yeah, I keep it on me
Try to run up on me, leave your mama lonely
I be with killers who score like Ginobili
Need the A.P but first I need the Rollie
She play against me, myself thought it was Sony
Stuck with the cheese, baby, macaroni
I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie

[Verse 1]
Diamonds water like [inaudible]
Sippin' on codeine
She ride like a pony
I trap hard like Tony
Bro on the block 24 like he Kobe
Whippin' up Zack and that sh*t came with Cody
You say your real, baby girl then show me
He say he real but I know he phoney
I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie
I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie
Don't say you're my crodie
n*gga you don't know me
Huggin' the streets like my lil' honey
Ain't 'bout a cheque, ain't no discussin'
Glizzy push start, just press a button
Started with nothin' turned it into somthin'
Lil' bro we thirsty for that redruM
In love with money, in love with thumbin'
I think I like the man I've become
[Chorus]
We ran up the chips
Ran up that money, now I cannot slip
Yeah, I keep it on me
Try to run up on me, leave your mama lonely
I be with killers who score like Ginobili
Need the A.P but first I need the Rollie
She play against me, myself thought it was Sony
Stuck with the cheese, baby, macaroni
I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie

[Verse 2]
Take him out his glory, take him out his prime
Can't trip on the lil' b*tch, I know she ain't mine
Don't f*ck with the pigs, I don't f*ck with [inaudible]
24/7 [inaudible]
They change like the weather, they change like the time
Even if as an eye won't drop a dime
Lil' mama bad, it might be a crime
Life give me lemons, now I'm in the live
Sippin' on Henny, it give me the swag
Bro gotta tuck it, no guns in the back
I might just f*ck on your b*tch in the Jag'
I might just get your man popped like a tag
Fully auto glizzy's, extended my mag'
Flexin' for all the sh*t I never had
I might just pull up in that G-Wag'
I know she ridin' for me like a cab
[Chorus]
We ran up the chips
Ran up that money, now I cannot slip
Yeah, I keep it on me
Try to run up on me, leave your mama lonely
I be with killers who score like Ginobili
Need the A.P but first I need the Rollie
She play against me, myself thought it was Sony
Stuck with the cheese, baby, macaroni
I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie