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(álbum: Ballin Ain't A Crime 2 - 2020)


Ayy
Make your bitch ride me like some rollerblades, bitch

Twenty-nine racks on me, band for every year I lived (Yeah)
Know I gotta answer to the Lord for all this shit I did (Yup)
Thirty-five hundred for the Cartis 'fore I bought the tint ('Fore I bought the tint)
Had a hundred thousand worth of jewelry 'fore I bought a crib (Facts)
Old-school 550, then I got the Hellcat (Yup)
I just caught a package straight from Oakland, where that scale at? (Where it's at?)
Probably can't relate to me if you ain't never sell crack (Lame)
Then the feds came and swept the hood, so I fell back (Fell back)
Five diamond chains got me thinking I'm the nigga (Yeah)
Blew a dub at Gary courtesy of the blender (Gary)
Foreigns in the summer, long sleeves in the winter (Uh)
Can't stand next to me without at least six figures, broke nigga

Pull up that foreign right on the block
Work in the hood, I get paid on the spot
I'm feeling good, all this cash in the wop
I blew cash on my watch, got your bitch in a drop with a real nigga
Get paid, nigga
Uh, I ride foreigns, nigga, you ride waves, nigga
Get paid, bitch
Ayy, make your bitch ride me like some rollerblades, bitch

Flower set band on the Rollie, that's a Hellcat (That's a Hellcat)
Thirty-six millimeter presi', what the hell is that? (Some bullshit)
I done been up and been down, been to hell and back (Swear I have)
Most niggas get jewels, fall off and sell 'em back (Back to Brad, huh?)
Cash the shooters and I pray they hit an artery (Shit, I'm prayin')
Left the bitch with her kid, guess she got a part of me (You can have that, bitch)
Still dumping loads, I ain't hitting Apple stores (Nah)
I ain't knocking hustles, I'm just talking 'bout me (About me)
I ain't in no group text, boy, I'm really in the street (I'm grindin')
My rubber band offshore at least a half a key (Sixteen)
I swear I seen a ticket, that's speaking modestly (Modestly)
Niggas get a name, but they nothings to me (Bums)

Pull up that foreign right on the block
Work in the hood, I get paid on the spot
I'm feeling good, all this cash in the wop
I blew cash on my watch, got your bitch in a drop with a real nigga
Get paid, nigga
Uh, I ride foreigns, nigga, you ride waves, nigga
Get paid, bitch
Ayy, make your bitch ride me like some rollerblades, bitch

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