BALLIN lyrics

[Intro]
(AdeOnTheTrackYaDig!)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Big SCY sh*t
I'ma get rich, put my n*ggas on, now we all ballin' (Yo, yo, this beat actually really hard)
I said big T2T, you know what I'm sayin'?
A n*gga can't f*ck with us, you know what I'm sayin'? (I be rappin', but that don't mean a n*gga can't get dog-walked)
Grraow

[Chorus]
Told the fiends it wasn't no more drugs, but they still callin' (Ayy, but they still callin')
I'ma get rich, put my n*ggas on, now we all ballin' (Ayy, now we all eatin')
I be coolin', if it's ever smoke, know it's y'all fault (Know it's y'all fault)
I be rappin', but that don't mean a n*gga can't get dog-walked (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't ask for this gangster sh*t, it just fell on me (It just fell on me)
In the trenches with a big Glock and a scale on me (And a scale on me)
I can't beef with snitch n*ggas, I'm scared they might tell on mе (Mmm)
That jit slidin' in a coupe and he got that yeah on him (Ayy)

[Verse]
What thе f*ck I got a n*gga 'round for if he ain't useful? (Ayy, ayy)
Where they was when it got crucial? I been focused on my future (I been focused on my—)
She be on the 'Gram with them racks like she me or somethin'
Bruh itchin' for a body, it look like he gotta pee or somethin' (On God)
Ayy, I was lost inside my head, then the game came and found me (Game came and found me)
Crackers told me I wouldn't be sh*t when I was in that f*ckin' county (f*ck 12)
I remember I was out here broke, everybody used to clown me (Everybody used to clown me)
The DA know what me and K3'll do, they don't even much want him 'round me (Huh?)
Ayy, talkin' out your neck, you gon' make me hit the killswitch (Glaow, glaow)
n*ggas always rappin' 'bout them bodies, but ain't killed sh*t (Ain't nobody killed sh*t)
I just popped a Perc' and sipped some lean, I don't feel sh*t (Ugh, on God)
Big dog, I don't like you n*ggas, not even a lil' bit (On gang)
[Chorus]
Told the fiends it wasn't no more drugs, but they still callin' (Ayy, but they still callin')
I'ma get rich, put my n*ggas on, now we all ballin' (Ayy, now we all eatin')
I be coolin', if it's ever smoke, know it's y'all fault (Know it's y'all fault)
I be rappin', but that don't mean a n*gga can't get dog-walked (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't ask for this gangster sh*t, it just fell on me (It just fell on me)
In the trenches with a big Glock and a scale on me (And a scale on me)
I can't beef with snitch n*ggas, I'm scared they might tell on me (Mmm)
That jit slidin' in a coupe and he got that yeah on him