Gucci Mane, Young Scooter - Not Ballin lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Gucci Mane, Young Scooter - Not Ballin lyrics]
All you hear in the streets
All you see in the streets
It's that 10-17 brick squad shit
That hood rich shit, nigga
Salute to all the hustlers out there
So much money out here
You gotta be a clown, if
You ain't getting none, nigga!
Hood Rich!
I can't lie
God I ain't been to church in weeks
Call me Zoo Keeper Gucci
All the birds I keep
I'm sellin work so cheap
Number can't be beat
They call me Hosea Williams all
The cliques I feed
And your brother keep it street he
Bought a block from me
You'll hang around me long enough
You'll learn a lot from me
I'm whippin soft like it's chicken
Broth chilling in my loft
I'm the boss sipping purple sauce
But I don't have a cough
If it's moist I'm a call er back
Yea I'm a double back if you try
I'm a say goodbye and leave her in my tracks
They gotta maybach pullin out the trap
Hit em from the back
Sent a text, told her take a taxi
I pay the tax it's Gucci!
Jumping out the Rari like I'm Liberace
You a bitch of girl in a nigga body (pussy)
Brought a 40 to the club and
I shoot up the party
If you leavin with the ones
You are not balling
You are not balling yeah
You are not balling, no!
If you're riding with your partner
You are not balling
You are not balling, you are not balling!
If you still live with your momma
You are not balling!
10-17 brick squad, we got work!
Scooter and Gucci flex too much
We remix dem t-shirts
We water whip, we water whip
Do tricks with that dope
You wanna come and order it
I send it to ya door
I got the recipe to the streets
Who wanna blow?
I keep the frigerator, twenty bricks
Jump out the flow!
Calculator homie, I make juugs after the show
Three hundred thousand in my pocket
Got my pants hanging low
Got my head up in the drought
You know my plug stay on go!
Tuesday Thurday I'm in the sky
Monday Wednesday I'm on that boat
I got cocaine pies 22, I let em go
I'm a dope boy
I'll take a brick for a show! Let's go!
Jumping out the Rari like I'm Liberace
You a bitch of girl in a nigga body (pussy)
Brought a 40 to the club and
I shoot up the party
If you leavin with the ones
You are not balling
You are not balling yeah
You are not balling, no!
If you're riding with your partner
You are not balling
You are not balling, you are not balling!
If you still live with your momma
You are not balling!
All you see in the streets
It's that 10-17 brick squad shit
That hood rich shit, nigga
Salute to all the hustlers out there
So much money out here
You gotta be a clown, if
You ain't getting none, nigga!
Hood Rich!
I can't lie
God I ain't been to church in weeks
Call me Zoo Keeper Gucci
All the birds I keep
I'm sellin work so cheap
Number can't be beat
They call me Hosea Williams all
The cliques I feed
And your brother keep it street he
Bought a block from me
You'll hang around me long enough
You'll learn a lot from me
I'm whippin soft like it's chicken
Broth chilling in my loft
I'm the boss sipping purple sauce
But I don't have a cough
If it's moist I'm a call er back
Yea I'm a double back if you try
I'm a say goodbye and leave her in my tracks
They gotta maybach pullin out the trap
Hit em from the back
Sent a text, told her take a taxi
I pay the tax it's Gucci!
Jumping out the Rari like I'm Liberace
You a bitch of girl in a nigga body (pussy)
Brought a 40 to the club and
I shoot up the party
If you leavin with the ones
You are not balling
You are not balling yeah
You are not balling, no!
If you're riding with your partner
You are not balling
You are not balling, you are not balling!
If you still live with your momma
You are not balling!
10-17 brick squad, we got work!
Scooter and Gucci flex too much
We remix dem t-shirts
We water whip, we water whip
Do tricks with that dope
You wanna come and order it
I send it to ya door
I got the recipe to the streets
Who wanna blow?
I keep the frigerator, twenty bricks
Jump out the flow!
Calculator homie, I make juugs after the show
Three hundred thousand in my pocket
Got my pants hanging low
Got my head up in the drought
You know my plug stay on go!
Tuesday Thurday I'm in the sky
Monday Wednesday I'm on that boat
I got cocaine pies 22, I let em go
I'm a dope boy
I'll take a brick for a show! Let's go!
Jumping out the Rari like I'm Liberace
You a bitch of girl in a nigga body (pussy)
Brought a 40 to the club and
I shoot up the party
If you leavin with the ones
You are not balling
You are not balling yeah
You are not balling, no!
If you're riding with your partner
You are not balling
You are not balling, you are not balling!
If you still live with your momma
You are not balling!