Look
I know a couple of ho's that said they love me
Said "don't say that shit again"
I know a couple of niggas who said they'll never switch up
And look what they did
Like Pop don't talk, don't talk to the pigs
Three switch Glocks' all different Gens(Oh no)
She wanna, touch on my pants
And I really wanna f*ck her friend
Aye look dawg what's to yo mans?
Got sticks in all our pants
Pulled the Glock out had to up that bitch on bro
He was off them xans'
Put the world inside my hands
I'm screaming f*ck a friend
That nigga hating then he a Fan
She left me ion' understand
But I ain't tripping
This shit easy
Bad new bitch by the next weekend
You know me, I be geekin'
Strains by the week & new bags by the season
You know how I get
So what is yo' reason of asking a nigga like me why i'm tweaking
Backdoor me bitch swear to God I get evil
That money be coming and going I need it
Seven lil bitch tryna say i'm conceited
Three days later lil ho tryna eat it
Ion' trust no lil bitch they be ho-ing
He put his all in that bitch and she going
I just get fly for the day and its showing
Come get yo main bitch boy she annoying
Everybody claiming they real that's a lie
I see the truth and the lies in yo eyes
I get high as the sky and forget i'm alive
Two Perks to the brain i'm fried
They be saying "it's suicide"
I knew that you would lie
Just talked to Kane he riding wit' me
We do everything Two at a time
Like "F*ck a nigga i'll chase my dream
Before I let somebody tell me lies"
We Gone
Pop out blaze em'
I'm aiming
We gone chase em, let's go
She said i'm crazy
I'm lazy off this lean, let's go
She for my team
I peep pass her to bro
You know?
Thats how it go, fasho
Thats how it go, fasho
You know me
I ball like 24 Kobe
Actually got 24 on me
Three point deep shoot from the do-ly
On my brodie'
Bitch and you know me
Im a real ass nigga Fasho-ski
I'll never let a pussy nigga hoe me
Getting bands on my mother-f*cking
Getting bands on my mother-f*cking bucket list
Im grinding
Jump out make him fly again
They like "damn he fly again"
They like "damn he fly again"
She, want me to record her
And this yo daughter committing all kind of sins
All my life been all in
Can't talk cause bitch I'm Ballin'
Cause bitch I'm Ballin'
Bitch I'm Ballin'
Bitch I'm Ballin'(Swish)
Bitch I'm Ballin'(Swish)
Ballin (Free$tyle) Video (MV)
Performed By: Popoff
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: RONALD N BANKS, CALVIN N BROADUS, KEVIN GILLIAM, ANTHONY N HESTER, L J N REYNOLDS, D. N SMITH
Popoff - Ballin (Free$tyle) Lyrics
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English
Look
I know a couple of ho's that said they love me
Said "don't say that shit again"
I know a couple of niggas who said they'll never switch up
And look what they did
Like Pop don't talk, don't talk to the pigs
Three switch Glocks' all different Gens(Oh no)
She wanna, touch on my pants
And I really wanna f*ck her friend
Aye look dawg what's to yo mans?
Got sticks in all our pants
Pulled the Glock out had to up that bitch on bro
He was off them xans'
Put the world inside my hands
I'm screaming f*ck a friend
That nigga hating then he a Fan
She left me ion' understand
But I ain't tripping
This shit easy
Bad new bitch by the next weekend
You know me, I be geekin'
Strains by the week & new bags by the season
You know how I get
So what is yo' reason of asking a nigga like me why i'm tweaking
Backdoor me bitch swear to God I get evil
That money be coming and going I need it
Seven lil bitch tryna say i'm conceited
Three days later lil ho tryna eat it
Ion' trust no lil bitch they be ho-ing
He put his all in that bitch and she going
I just get fly for the day and its showing
Come get yo main bitch boy she annoying
Everybody claiming they real that's a lie
I see the truth and the lies in yo eyes
I get high as the sky and forget i'm alive
Two Perks to the brain i'm fried
They be saying "it's suicide"
I knew that you would lie
Just talked to Kane he riding wit' me
We do everything Two at a time
Like "F*ck a nigga i'll chase my dream
Before I let somebody tell me lies"
We Gone
Pop out blaze em'
I'm aiming
We gone chase em, let's go
She said i'm crazy
I'm lazy off this lean, let's go
She for my team
I peep pass her to bro
You know?
Thats how it go, fasho
Thats how it go, fasho
You know me
I ball like 24 Kobe
Actually got 24 on me
Three point deep shoot from the do-ly
On my brodie'
Bitch and you know me
Im a real ass nigga Fasho-ski
I'll never let a pussy nigga hoe me
Getting bands on my mother-f*cking
Getting bands on my mother-f*cking bucket list
Im grinding
Jump out make him fly again
They like "damn he fly again"
They like "damn he fly again"
She, want me to record her
And this yo daughter committing all kind of sins
All my life been all in
Can't talk cause bitch I'm Ballin'
Cause bitch I'm Ballin'
Bitch I'm Ballin'
Bitch I'm Ballin'(Swish)
Bitch I'm Ballin'(Swish)
I know a couple of ho's that said they love me
Said "don't say that shit again"
I know a couple of niggas who said they'll never switch up
And look what they did
Like Pop don't talk, don't talk to the pigs
Three switch Glocks' all different Gens(Oh no)
She wanna, touch on my pants
And I really wanna f*ck her friend
Aye look dawg what's to yo mans?
Got sticks in all our pants
Pulled the Glock out had to up that bitch on bro
He was off them xans'
Put the world inside my hands
I'm screaming f*ck a friend
That nigga hating then he a Fan
She left me ion' understand
But I ain't tripping
This shit easy
Bad new bitch by the next weekend
You know me, I be geekin'
Strains by the week & new bags by the season
You know how I get
So what is yo' reason of asking a nigga like me why i'm tweaking
Backdoor me bitch swear to God I get evil
That money be coming and going I need it
Seven lil bitch tryna say i'm conceited
Three days later lil ho tryna eat it
Ion' trust no lil bitch they be ho-ing
He put his all in that bitch and she going
I just get fly for the day and its showing
Come get yo main bitch boy she annoying
Everybody claiming they real that's a lie
I see the truth and the lies in yo eyes
I get high as the sky and forget i'm alive
Two Perks to the brain i'm fried
They be saying "it's suicide"
I knew that you would lie
Just talked to Kane he riding wit' me
We do everything Two at a time
Like "F*ck a nigga i'll chase my dream
Before I let somebody tell me lies"
We Gone
Pop out blaze em'
I'm aiming
We gone chase em, let's go
She said i'm crazy
I'm lazy off this lean, let's go
She for my team
I peep pass her to bro
You know?
Thats how it go, fasho
Thats how it go, fasho
You know me
I ball like 24 Kobe
Actually got 24 on me
Three point deep shoot from the do-ly
On my brodie'
Bitch and you know me
Im a real ass nigga Fasho-ski
I'll never let a pussy nigga hoe me
Getting bands on my mother-f*cking
Getting bands on my mother-f*cking bucket list
Im grinding
Jump out make him fly again
They like "damn he fly again"
They like "damn he fly again"
She, want me to record her
And this yo daughter committing all kind of sins
All my life been all in
Can't talk cause bitch I'm Ballin'
Cause bitch I'm Ballin'
Bitch I'm Ballin'
Bitch I'm Ballin'(Swish)
Bitch I'm Ballin'(Swish)
Writer: RONALD N BANKS, CALVIN N BROADUS, KEVIN GILLIAM, ANTHONY N HESTER, L J N REYNOLDS, D. N SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.