Mustard、Roddy Ricch - Ballin' (Explicit)
Written by:Mustard、Roddy Ricch
Mustard on the Beat ho
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I drop into the bloody bottoms that's underneath
'Cause all my n**gas got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a n**ga so cold 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich these n**gas salty
All these designer on my body got me drip drip Ayy
Straight up out the Yajects I'm a big crip
If I got a pint of lean I'ma sip sip
I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip
But I got rich on all these n**gas I didn't forget bet
I had to go through the struggle I didn't forget that
I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back
These b**ches know me now 'cause I got them big racks
'Cause I'm gettin' money now I know you heard that
Young n**ga on the corner b**ch I had to serve crack
Uncle fronted me some P's had to get them birds back
We came up on dirty money I gave it a bird bath
Cut off the brain and I give my b**ch a new coupe
Even you frontin' y'all gang or y'all suwoop
Got a New Orleans b**ch and man that p**sy voodoo
And I'm that n**ga now who knew
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I drop into the bloody bottoms that's underneath
'Cause all my n**gas got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a n**ga so cold 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich these n**gas salty
I been wakin' up to get the money woah woah
Got a bad b**ch her a** tatted woah woah
Givenchy to my toes two twins I'm f**king 'em both
I put in a new AP in the water like a boat
I was down bad on my d**k but where you n**gas at
I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks
I see you swerve back 'cause I'm in the black 'Bach
New diamonds on me f**k a flash this ain't SnapChat
'Cause I been gettin' paid
Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
Grab my baby mama that new Bentayga
Tryna get the dojo like a sensei
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain
I just mind my business
I got brothers who did the time I ain't kiddin'
All these rappers just talk about it I live it
Goin' up I ain't got no sky limit yeah yeah yeah
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I drop into the bloody bottoms that's on her knee
'Cause all my n**gas got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a n**ga so cold 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich these n**gas salty
I aye yeah
I've been ballin' lil' n**ga
Now watch me ball on these n**gas
Yeah now watch me ball on these n**gas yeah
Now watch me ball on these n**gas
Now watch me ball on these n**gas yeah yeah