RiFF RAFF, DollaBillGates - Air Canada lyrics

I really hate to ball on ya'll
I really hate to ball on ya'll
Words still quoted syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal words still quoted
Syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal words still quoted
Syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal



They use to hate me wildin'
But look who's laughing now
Run up on my camp get
Drop like Manny Pacquiao
Cooler than they weather
Versace berry sweater
Or is it cause I talk more shit
Than Judge Judy and Floyd Mayweather
Watch me now run off in the wind
Now I'm Toronto in the Tropicana benz
Winnipeg again got more ice than Edmonton
Now I'm in Vancouver on
Some Grizzly Adam rims (Riff)
Now I'm all the way in South America
In the Panda Express porche Panamera
I done blazed a few trails in Portland
Oregon
Now I'm in Canada more than Tim Horton
Talkin' Jody Highroller syrup in my soda

I really hate to ball on ya'll
I really hate to ball on ya'll
Words still quoted syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal words still quoted
Syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal words still quoted
Syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal

I got bitches in Toronto
That fucked Drizzy Drake
I got a flight out in the
Mornin' I hope I ain't late
I hope I make it past customs
Shit my whip is custom
Don't eat no putang in my
Coupe my interior mustard
Now ketchup to that
Got a bad bitch that live in Quebec
No roaming charges so she hit me with text
She super snobby man she fly private jets
Hit Montreal vintage frames on the specs
Man I didn't even mean to ball like this
I said it's cold saskatoon on my wrist
I got a bitch in Winnipeg
I only fuck on Wednesday
Fly her out to California
Never seen a Bentley and her name is Whitney
She always miss me wake up in the morning
Eat breakfast at Tiffany's

I really hate to ball on ya'll
I really hate to ball on ya'll
Words still quoted syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal words still quoted
Syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal words still quoted
Syrup in my Soda
Ballin' so hard they figured I
Play for Nova Scotia
Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
Playing so hard they figured
I ball for Montreal

Playing for the Expos
You talking about Jody you
Talkin' Jody Highroller player all the time
And you know I'm on my grind
And your boy's still flossy
Rollin' out in Boston

And I'm whippin wood wind
Figured I was making judgments
Jody talkin' Jody Highroller
And I keep a high spending
And your life is a gamble
And we talking about Jody
We talkin' Jody Highroller
Too much syrup in my soda
I got so much ice on my hand
Figure I was born in Nova Scotia