Ballin' (Explicit) - Rvshvd
Lyrics by：Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr/Dijon Isaiah McFarlane
Composed by：Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr/Dijon Isaiah McFarlane
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody
Bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my homies got
It out the streets
I keep a hundred racks
Inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall
With my whole team
Now a homie can't answer calls
'Cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up
Gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke now I'm rich
I got 'em salty
All this designer on my body
Got me drip drip
Straight up out the County
For one thing
If I got a Bud Light
I'm a simp simp
Run up these racks with my queen
No longer the nail
I got rich on all these homies
That didn't forget back
I had to go through the struggle
I didn't forget that
Hopped inside the Maybach
And now I can sit back
These girls know my name
'Cause I got big racks
'Cause I'm getting money now
I know you heard that
Young homie on the corner
Boy I had to serve back
On the front of me some B's
I had to get them birds back
We grew up on dirty money
We gave it a bird bath
Cut off the brain
And I gave my girl a new coupe
And I'm at home now
Who knew
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms
Is underneath
'Cause all my homies got
It out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall
With my whole team
Now a homie can't answer calls
'Cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up
Gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke now I'm rich
I got 'em salty