Mook TBG - Ball Hog lyrics

What it do? (Aye, nozonto made this)
(Damn, Ebuda you taking off) what it do?

Trust them niggas, for what? 100 bands on me
(Bands) say he my partner for life
He then went lame on me
I trust my gun with my life
These diamond's flawless (Flawless)
Say she don't fuck with no rappers
Bitch I'm a artist
I'm a ball hog, junkies on my call log
(Swish, swish)
I might just call and block my number
I can't trust y'all (Oh, no)
So many rooms inside my house
Fuck around get lost in
And I can't trip cuz that shit
Get too close to fallin'

I'm all-in, mama told me be about that
Shit that you be talking
Always look both ways when you in
The streets before you crossin
You can't be no boss if you ain't
Bring nun of yo dawgs in (Brr)
I spent like 850 on some Balmains
Them niggas a try to cross you
Out for a Plain Jain put it on my soul
I gave it all I had for this
(All I had for this) we be on the go so
We don't have no time to quit
Devil want my soul
Ain't keeping track of what I spent

Trust them niggas, for what? 100 bands on me
(A hundred Bands)
Say he my partner for life
He then went lame on me (Lame)
I trust my gun with my life
These diamond's flawless (Flawless)
Say she don't fuck with no rappers
Bitch I'm a artist (Bitch, I'm a artist)

Trust them niggas, for what? 100 bands on me
(A hundred Bands)
Say he my partner for life
He then went lame on me
I trust my gun with my life
These diamond's flawless (Flawless)
Say she don't fuck with no rappers
Bitch I'm a artist
I'm a ball hog, junkies on my call log
(Swish, swish)
I might just call and block my number
I can't trust y'all (Oh, no)
So many rooms inside my house
Fuck around get lost in
And I can't trip cuz that shit
Get too close to fallin'

Brought my dawgs in (Brought my dawgs)
That's my dawg
That's my dawg so we locked in (Locked in)
Give em' all I got to see
Him get it learn my lesson (Lesson)
When you in them streets it ain't
No homies or no best friends
Gotta keep yo weapon
Niggas steppin' these some new Giuseppe
Better watch yo mouth gotta 100 rounds
Inside this louis message
Was coming up ain't had them racks
So she ain't get my message just las year
I spent like 15k on brand new weapons
Gotta keep these niggas guessing
This gon' hold more than seven

Trust them niggas, for what? 100 bands on me
(A hundred Bands)
Say he my partner for life
He then went lame on me (Lame)
I trust my gun with my life
These diamond's flawless (Flawless)
Say she don't fuck with no rappers
Bitch I'm a artist (Bitch, I'm a artist)

Trust them niggas, for what? 100 bands on me
(A hundred Bands)
Say he my partner for life
He then went lame on me
I trust my gun with my life
These diamond's flawless (Flawless)
Say she don't fuck with no rappers
Bitch I'm a artist
I'm a ball hog, junkies on my call log
(Swish, swish)
I might just call and block my number
I can't trust y'all (Oh, no)
So many rooms inside my house
Fuck around get lost in
And I can't trip cuz that shit
Get too close to fallin'