Goalie

Lyrics

[Chorus] We ran up the chips Ran up that money, now I cannot slip Yeah, I keep it on me Try to run up on me, leave your mama lonely I be with killers who score like Ginobili Need the A.P but first I need the Rollie She play against me, myself thought it was Sony Stuck with the cheese, baby, macaroni I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie [Verse 1] Diamonds water like [inaudible] Sippin' on codeine She ride like a pony I trap hard like Tony Bro on the block 24 like he Kobe Whippin' up Zack and that shit came with Cody You say your real, baby girl then show me He say he real but I know he phoney I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie Don't say you're my crodie Nigga you don't know me Huggin' the streets like my lil' honey Ain't 'bout a cheque, ain't no discussin' Glizzy push start, just press a button Started with nothin' turned it into somthin' Lil' bro we thirsty for that redruM In love with money, in love with thumbin' I think I like the man I've become [Chorus] We ran up the chips Ran up that money, now I cannot slip Yeah, I keep it on me Try to run up on me, leave your mama lonely I be with killers who score like Ginobili Need the A.P but first I need the Rollie She play against me, myself thought it was Sony Stuck with the cheese, baby, macaroni I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie [Verse 2] Take him out his glory, take him out his prime Can't trip on the lil' bitch, I know she ain't mine Don't fuck with the pigs, I don't fuck with [inaudible] 24/7 [inaudible] They change like the weather, they change like the time Even if as an eye won't drop a dime Lil' mama bad, it might be a crime Life give me lemons, now I'm in the live Sippin' on Henny, it give me the swag Bro gotta tuck it, no guns in the back I might just fuck on your bitch in the Jag' I might just get your man popped like a tag Fully auto glizzy's, extended my mag' Flexin' for all the shit I never had I might just pull up in that G-Wag' I know she ridin' for me like a cab [Chorus] We ran up the chips Ran up that money, now I cannot slip Yeah, I keep it on me Try to run up on me, leave your mama lonely I be with killers who score like Ginobili Need the A.P but first I need the Rollie She play against me, myself thought it was Sony Stuck with the cheese, baby, macaroni I'm tryna ball, they tryna play the goalie