Ballin’ (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Big Peaches]
Ballin'
Oh man, I been ballin'
The f*ck they talmbout, man?
Ballin' cause you got a Glock?

[Chorus: Big Peaches & Young Thug]
You say you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
You think you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
The whole city came to see me ball (Huh?)
You know the city love to see me ball
You say you ballin' cause you got a Glock (What up Teezie?)
You think you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
You know the city love to see me ball
The whole city came to see me ball

[Verse 1: Big Peaches]
Hopped up out the Bent, I turned my Twitter on
Think I forgot to put Adidas on
I say, f*ck it, I buy another fit
I call Jose, Adidas shop, I cop a couple fits
I bought that [?] just to paint it peach
Two hunnid in the dash, y'all ain't seein' me
I got Sanaya in the back seat
Pigs on the side, wonderin' why they sweatin' me
I'm ballin' hard, I got Adidas on
Three stripes, you might as wеll bring the jewelry homе
I need a n*gga, call him Young Money
Copped a Bugatti, call it Mickey money
[Chorus: Big Peaches & Young Thug]
You say you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
You think you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
The whole city came to see me ball (Huh?)
You know the city love to see me ball
You say you ballin' cause you got a Glock (What up Teezie?)
You think you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
You know the city love to see me ball
The whole city came to see me ball

[Verse 2: Big Peaches]
Still ballin' like Opera, tell 'em that
Ten thousand for the lawyer to get my son back
And I ain't got none left but some good game
Young n*gga twin, bring the whole thang
I said my Twitter like a fax line
You wanna see me? Ruth Chris at lunchtime
If you ain't rich, then you need to quit
Feel like Arthur Banks, shoulda kept Mike Vick
You claimin' city, yeah I run the hoe
You talmbout them? I probably smacked dem hoes
I'm up early gettin' Folger money
I'm on that island spendin' Opera money

[Chorus: Big Peaches & Young Thug]
You say you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
You think you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
The whole city came to see me ball (Huh?)
You know the city love to see me ball
You say you ballin' cause you got a Glock (What up Teezie?)
You think you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh? I got 'em)
You know the city love to see me ball
The whole city came to see me ball
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
These hoes call me Thugger, baby
n*ggas wanna f*ck with us, but they have no rubbers baby (No homo)
b*tch I'm ballin', you fallin' like a motherf*cker
Jonesboro South, brother keepers, ROC Crew them my other brothers
[?], Thug done f*cked a hunnid hoes
I'm with a LA b*tch, she rich, she completed her LA goals
So many straps on him, I think I shot that n*gga [?]
Them b*tches couldn't see the swag with two telescopes
Last year I think I took ten watches flat
They been callin' my phone but I think I gave zero watches back
My little n*ggas-a take them birds, no Pontiac
b*tch I'm a savage for the money, shout out to crack

[Chorus: Big Peaches & Young Thug]
You say you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
You think you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
The whole city came to see me ball (Huh?)
You know the city love to see me ball
You say you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
You think you ballin' cause you got a Glock (Huh?)
You know the city love to see me ball
The whole city came to see me ball