WavesOnGianni, Bally Baby - Need A Mop lyrics

Yeah slicker than Rick
Hat longer than your bitch mane
Who better than us though?
You know what I'm saying?
We keep pimpin',  not simpin'
(Look at that shit)
Said we have more game than a lil' bitch
Ouu, ouu (yeah) it's Bally Baby

Need a mop, too much drip (Drip)
Caution sign, please, don’t slip (Don't slip)
I I got hoes, but ain’t no pimp
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Swerve potholes, protect my rims (Uh, woo)
Ain’t sparing these hoes, these hoes get hit
(Hoe getting hit)
Sippin' these meds it’s all in my piss
(yeah, ouu)
Counting up deads, on four, five, six, ouu
(Uh, head crack nigga)
Stacking my funds, I get the chips
Throwing theses hundreds, all on your chick
And I got shooters
They ain’t never gone miss
(They ain’t never gone miss, pow)
Check on my neck, diamonds they gliss
Just like a boxer, all of them hit
Now she jack the team, 'cause she see we lit
('Cause she see we lit)

I’m running game on these bitches
(Running game) got these niggas mad
They all in the feelings
'Cause, I shot my shot and didn’t miss it
(Didn't miss)
Walked in three cups stuffed, my nigga
You already know what I’m sippin' (Codeine)
I see the codeine when I’m pissin' (yeah)
Might fuck around, buy me a kidney
(Buy me a kidney)
I only came for the nut (For the nut)
Baby, I ain’t here for the kissing
(For the kissing)
I’m tryna get in your guts (In your guts)
Then after I’m done I go missing
(I go missing)
I ain’t with falling in love (In love)
I don’t do relations, you tripping
(You tripping)
I don’t be giving out trust (No trust)
I barely be trusting my niggas
(Trusting my niggas, it's Bally baby)
I'm on the block, in the back shooting c-lo
(yeah)
Narcs tryna find me, just like Nemo (Uh, uh)
Get it as long as they print it like Kinkos
(yeah)
This shit come easy to me like a free throw
(yeah, yeah) i’m on the verse
Then you know that’s a cheat code
(Cheat code) play with my future
Gon' make me go beast mode (Uh)
Pushin a button, what I need a key for? (Woo)
Don’t talk to the badges, we
Stick to the g code, nigga
Already got paper, but nigga I need more
(Woo) a youngin that’s coming straight
Out of the 'inos (Ayy)
She throwing it back, bro
Your shawty a freak hoe (Ayy, woo)
The rollie got 52 pointers like D-Rose
(D-Rose)
13, it was hard then, just like the rockets
(Huh?) got all of these bands
Can’t fit in my pocket (Huh?)
Load up the bank, lil' nigga can’t stop it
(Huh?) 6 train coming, I still might hop it
(Woo, still might hop it)
Need a mop, too much drip (Drip)
Caution sign, please, don’t slip (Don't slip)
I I got hoes, but ain’t no pimp
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Swerve potholes, protect my rims (Uh, woo)
Ain’t sparing these hoes, these hoes get hit
(Hoe getting hit)
Sippin' these meds it’s all in my piss
(yeah, ouu)
Counting up deads, on four, five, six, ouu
(Uh, head crack nigga)
Stacking my funds, I get the chips
Throwing theses hundreds, all on your chick
And I got shooters
They ain’t never gone miss
(They ain’t never gone miss, pow)
Check on my neck, diamonds they gliss
Just like a boxer, all of them hit
Now she jack the team, 'cause she see we lit
('Cause she see we lit)