Bright Campa - Ballin lyrics
[Bright Campa - Ballin lyrics]
I don't really wanna stay
I don't really wanna go
But I really need to know
can we get it together?
Get it together (what's good Sh'kaari)
All my niggas got it out the streets
Pray to my family
Keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hitting the mall
With the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer
Calls cause I'm balling!
I was waking up getting racks in the morning
I was broke now I'm rich, these niggas salty
All these designer got me drip-drip
If I got a pint of soda I'ma sip-sip
I run up with the racks with
My queen like London and Nip
I got rich on all these
Folks I didn't forget
I had to go through the struggles
I didn't forget that
I hop inside of the Maybach and
Now I can sit back
These bitches know me now cause
I got them big racks
Cause I'm getting money now!
I know you heard that young
Nigga on the corner
I used to swerve them
Uncle fronted me some P's and I
Had to give the birds back
We came up from dirty money
And gave it a birdbath
We cut off the brain
Got my bitch a new coupe
Either you Gang or you're SuWoop
Got a New Orleans, man that pussy so voodoo
I'm that nigga now, who knew?
Ooh ooh ooh, sing that shit aye (ooh)
I been waking up to get the money, Woah Woah
Got a bad batch
(ouu) Got a bad bitch
Her ass tatted Woah Woah
(ouu) On my toes, two twins
I'm fucking 'em both!
I put in a new AP, the water like a boat
I was down bad (ouu yeah) I was down bad
I swear to goodness, where you guys 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 no flash
This ain't Snapchat
Cause I been getting paid!
Yellow diamonds on me lookin' like lemonade!
Got my baby mama in that new Bentayga!
Tryna get the Doja
Tryna to get the Doja-Doja
Tryna get the Dojo like a Sensei!
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain
I just mind my business
I got brothers that did time no kidding
I got brothers that did die no kidding
All these rappers just talk about it
I live it going up and the sky got no limit
Yeah yeah yeah!
I don't really wanna go
But I really need to know
can we get it together?
Get it together (what's good Sh'kaari)
All my niggas got it out the streets
Pray to my family
Keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hitting the mall
With the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer
Calls cause I'm balling!
I was waking up getting racks in the morning
I was broke now I'm rich, these niggas salty
All these designer got me drip-drip
If I got a pint of soda I'ma sip-sip
I run up with the racks with
My queen like London and Nip
I got rich on all these
Folks I didn't forget
I had to go through the struggles
I didn't forget that
I hop inside of the Maybach and
Now I can sit back
These bitches know me now cause
I got them big racks
Cause I'm getting money now!
I know you heard that young
Nigga on the corner
I used to swerve them
Uncle fronted me some P's and I
Had to give the birds back
We came up from dirty money
And gave it a birdbath
We cut off the brain
Got my bitch a new coupe
Either you Gang or you're SuWoop
Got a New Orleans, man that pussy so voodoo
I'm that nigga now, who knew?
Ooh ooh ooh, sing that shit aye (ooh)
I been waking up to get the money, Woah Woah
Got a bad batch
(ouu) Got a bad bitch
Her ass tatted Woah Woah
(ouu) On my toes, two twins
I'm fucking 'em both!
I put in a new AP, the water like a boat
I was down bad (ouu yeah) I was down bad
I swear to goodness, where you guys 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 no flash
This ain't Snapchat
Cause I been getting paid!
Yellow diamonds on me lookin' like lemonade!
Got my baby mama in that new Bentayga!
Tryna get the Doja
Tryna to get the Doja-Doja
Tryna get the Dojo like a Sensei!
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain
I just mind my business
I got brothers that did time no kidding
I got brothers that did die no kidding
All these rappers just talk about it
I live it going up and the sky got no limit
Yeah yeah yeah!