Information
Album Name
Perfect Ten
Artist
DJ Mustard, Roddy Ricch
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
2019.06.28
Release Agency
Universal Music Group
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Ballin’ - DJ Mustard, Roddy Ricch
Mustard on the beat ho
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I trap until the bloody
bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas
got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks
inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall
with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer
calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin'
racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich
these niggas salty
All this designer on my body
got me drip drip ay
Straight up out the Yajects
I'm a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean
I'ma sip sip
I run the racks up with my queen
like London and Nip
But I got rich on all these niggas
I didn't forget bet
I had to go through the struggle
I didn't forget that
I hopped inside of the Maybach
and now I can sit back
These bitches know me now
'cause I got them big racks
'Cause I'm gettin' money now
I know you heard that
Young nigga on the corner
bitch I had to serve crack
Uncle fronted me some P's
had to get them birds back
We came up on dirty money
I gave it a bird bath
Cut off the brain and
I give my bitch a new coupe
Either you frontin' y'all
gang or y'all suwoop
Got a New Orleans bitch and
man that pussy voodoo
And I'm that nigga now
who knew
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I trap until the bloody
bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas
got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks
inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall
with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer
calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin'
racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich
these niggas salty
I been wakin' up to get the money
whoa whoa
Got a bad bitch her ass tatted
whoa whoa
Givenchy to my toes
two twins I'm fucking 'em both
I put in a new AP
the water like a boat
I was down bad on my dick
where was you niggas at
I know you turned your back on me
just to get some racks
I seen you swerve back
'cause I'm in the black 'Bach
New diamonds on me
fuck a flash this ain't SnapChat
'Cause I been gettin' paid
Yellow diamonds on me
look like lemonade
Got my baby mama that
new Bentayga
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 the time
I ain't kiddin'
All these rappers just talk about it
I live it
Goin' up I ain't
got no sky limit yeah yeah yeah
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I trap until the bloody
bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas
got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks
inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall
with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer
calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin'
racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich
these niggas salty
I ay yeah
I've been ballin' lil' nigga
Now watch me
ball on these niggas
Yeah now watch me
ball on these niggas yeah
Now watch me ball on these niggas
Now watch me ball on these niggas
yeah yeah

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