Ballin

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yee] Uh, yeah (Reece, take 'em to church) Hmm [Chorus: Lil Yee & Lil Pete] Fell in love with the game Put him on ice like the diamonds in my chain I still give the streets hope, look out for the Nick Cain Swear to never leave my brothers, never change up on the game Ayy, through the hurt and the pain, through the lane, I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ayy, I said shoot for me, I'm shootin' to win (I'm shootin' to win) Money on the wall like I'm bustin' the frames (The frames) Fans in the suit when you ball with a name (Ball with a name) Pour an еight with the squad while I'm dealin' with pain [Verse 1: Lil Yee] Ayy, drop an еight and two fours like I'm Kobe (Like I'm Kobe) If I did it from the heart, you don't owe me I never told behind my brother back, that shit phony (That shit phony) Nigga tryna ref' the game from the nosebleed [Verse 2: Lil Pete] I say toast up (Toast up) for the real ones (For the real ones) Tryna J kill the body, I'ma steal somethin' (I'ma steal somethin') Green dots to them drugs, I send plenty of them (I send plenty of them) Hard to weigh on my chain, but I ain't penny though Give me time, ayy, give me more (Give me more) Give me all my niggas that I miss the most (That I miss the most) We in Haiti on the road, that's a give and go (That's a give and go) And we all tryna go once we get a lo' [Verse 3: Lil Yee] Ballin', ayy, Saint Laurent jeans I ain't even get mad when you switch teams Ballin', ayy, free the whole team I spent twenty on a ring, I'm a trophy, I'm ballin' Had to ride a bitch like Wimpy, she keep callin' Jumpin' on a bird with a bird, I'm in Boston Skip to my lil' on a bitch like Austin [Chorus: Lil Yee & Lil Pete] Fell in love with the game Put him on ice like the diamonds in my chain I still give the streets hope, look out for the Nick Cain Swear to never leave my brothers, never change up on the game Ayy, through the hurt and the pain, through the lane, I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ayy, I said shoot for me, I'm shootin' to win (I'm shootin' to win) Money on the wall like I'm bustin' the frames (The frames) Fans in the suit when you ball with a name (Ball with a name) Pour an eight with the squad while I'm dealin' with pain [Outro: Lil Yee] Ballin', ayy, Saint Laurent jeans I ain't even get mad when you switch teams Ballin', ayy, free the whole team I spent twenty on a ring, I'm a trophy, I'm ballin' Had to ride a bitch like Wimpy, she keep callin' Jumpin' on a bird with a bird, I'm in Boston Skip to my lil' on a bitch like Austin Ballin' Ballin', ayy Ballin', ayy