Ballin Hard (2019) lyrics

[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Ballin' hard, b*tch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the sh*t, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties
Ballin' hard, b*tch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the sh*t, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties

[Verse 1: Troy Ave]
When I'm in LA, I stay in Beverly Hills
It remind me of being home, you know that rich n*gga feel
If you ain't getting money, n*gga you don't know how it feel
The freshest n*gga in my family since my uncle was killed
I should go out to Bel-Air and say what's up Uncle Phil?
He a fictional character, n*gga I'm just too real
You know me cause I'm a trapper, a shooter and kill
I say because I took my mama out the hood for real
I took my own bread, and gave myself a record deal
When I deal now I'm only doing distribution
f*ck your deal, if it ain't for that distribution
I'm a big dog, baby with a cut tail
VVS shine [?]
And I'm still out on half a million dollar bail
And I'd still rather murder you before I tell
Murder you before I tell
[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Ballin' hard, b*tch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the sh*t, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties
Ballin' hard, b*tch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the sh*t, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties

[Verse 2: Troy Ave]
[?] you n*ggas all capo
You wanna face fight, tweet, beef and rap battle
I really clap at you, I really cat nap you
pus*y n*ggas, no emotion, then I laugh at you
Hah hah hah, that's a body, this a scar
I'm on Sunset with a baddy doin' a [?] in a car
Couple bucks left at the bar
Yeah, we drunk, [?]
Cause they ain't gon' run up on me like they did Pac, n*gga
[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Ballin' hard, b*tch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the sh*t, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties
Ballin' hard, b*tch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the sh*t, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
I'm the fecal matter, just like the sh*t out your bladder
You's a pus*y, you don't matter, run up on me, bullets scatter
Rat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a
f*ck the gossip and the chatter
Diamond choker 'round my throat, guess the pockets getting fatter
Whippin the dope up, b*tch this a hold up
Me and the gang, we never broker
[?] you got me f*cked up
All blue hundreds, my money loced 'em
Mouth on freezer, ice on teeth
And my love for the Cali reefer
Stingy with your b*tch Ebenezer
After she ate my di*k had to leave her
Ride 2 seater
Manage the trap like pus*y-ass n*gga you livin' the [?] life
Should've been out there, getting your sack right
[?] get your racks right
Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada, I gets to have all that sh*t
Baby mama she's a monster, she gon' swallow all the kids
But your b*tch so messy man, she gon' tell all the biz
[?] about the way she suck my partner di*k
Makin' a flick on the iPhone, but I'm real, I would never tell
Baby daddy's pockets goldfish, and my sh*t on well
[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Ballin' hard, b*tch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the sh*t, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties
Ballin' hard, b*tch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the sh*t, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties