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Ball Till I Fall (feat. AyeSayJam) Video (MV)




Performed By: ToDinero
Language: English
Length: 1:50
Written by: Jam Music, ToDinero Music
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ToDinero - Ball Till I Fall (feat. AyeSayJam) Lyrics




Smoke shit, bitch
Nigga what the f*ck we on
Nigga what the f*ck we on

Speakers bumping out this trunk, I whip this car we break it in
Moving "Sharpie" in these streets, cuz I was taught to dodge the Pen
If police out by 12, Be outside I drop it off by ten
Fighting with myself it's something in me tell me spin again
Hit a nigga with this stick, I make his ass do 50 flips
Have his muffler hanging off that bitch, His car was doing tricks
Self-made, I'm a boss, just check my feet, Mcqueens, they be the kicks
Stop at the G-station, Flick me up and don't even post the pics
Like my personal space, but we roll deep inside this box
They know something going on, tuck in the kids, they hear the shots
They like, What the f*ck was that? They call police, connect the dots
I bet we S-off on the scene, we hit the cut, throw off the cops
You could catch me back up on the strip like I was Tiffany Haddish
Every time I drop a f*cking bitch, I pick up something badder
Gotta get this timing right, I hit this bitch without the Magnum
How he get away if it was me, nigga, I woulda had him

I'm booted up, I don't give a f*ck. We spot an opp and hop out, make him give it up
The f*ck you think I got this glizzy for, bitch, we gon' shoot it up
He got hit, bitch, now he stuck, Tried to run, but can't get up, Shots getting him up, bitch, now he drunk
We gon' hop out, blitz his ass, turn his bitch ass into some Runtz

He can't run, bitch, from the guns, box him in, bitch, like Captain Crunch
This a box boy, made him block boy, the way this bitch made him jump
He got hit all in his neck, he tried to run, but bitch it's stuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yall knew bout that, why y'all bitch ass ain't shoot bout that

Ball down here, gon' leave you wet, leave your shit, bitch with like 4 flags
Lim This and Lim that, but Bob got his dumb ass cracked
Try to pull down here, gang hop out the back, leave you where you at
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English

Smoke shit, bitch
Nigga what the f*ck we on
Nigga what the f*ck we on

Speakers bumping out this trunk, I whip this car we break it in
Moving "Sharpie" in these streets, cuz I was taught to dodge the Pen
If police out by 12, Be outside I drop it off by ten
Fighting with myself it's something in me tell me spin again
Hit a nigga with this stick, I make his ass do 50 flips
Have his muffler hanging off that bitch, His car was doing tricks
Self-made, I'm a boss, just check my feet, Mcqueens, they be the kicks
Stop at the G-station, Flick me up and don't even post the pics
Like my personal space, but we roll deep inside this box
They know something going on, tuck in the kids, they hear the shots
They like, What the f*ck was that? They call police, connect the dots
I bet we S-off on the scene, we hit the cut, throw off the cops
You could catch me back up on the strip like I was Tiffany Haddish
Every time I drop a f*cking bitch, I pick up something badder
Gotta get this timing right, I hit this bitch without the Magnum
How he get away if it was me, nigga, I woulda had him

I'm booted up, I don't give a f*ck. We spot an opp and hop out, make him give it up
The f*ck you think I got this glizzy for, bitch, we gon' shoot it up
He got hit, bitch, now he stuck, Tried to run, but can't get up, Shots getting him up, bitch, now he drunk
We gon' hop out, blitz his ass, turn his bitch ass into some Runtz

He can't run, bitch, from the guns, box him in, bitch, like Captain Crunch
This a box boy, made him block boy, the way this bitch made him jump
He got hit all in his neck, he tried to run, but bitch it's stuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yall knew bout that, why y'all bitch ass ain't shoot bout that

Ball down here, gon' leave you wet, leave your shit, bitch with like 4 flags
Lim This and Lim that, but Bob got his dumb ass cracked
Try to pull down here, gang hop out the back, leave you where you at
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Writer: Jam Music, ToDinero Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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