Lyrics Ballin' - DRIP

This a nightmare, yeah
Nightmare, let's go

Yeah I'm ballin', you know we ballin'
Got all these hoes on my line and they callin'

What to do with that shit man, got bitches on my dick man
Got ice on my wrist man, that shotgun a switch man
When I was in that club, she threw it back on me
Then she gave me face, uh, my back needed a brace
Wap wap top with the wrist gonna pop
Wap wap top and I gave her the guap
Wap wap top, wap wap top
I'm ballin' this a fuckin' bop, uh

Yeah we ballin', yeah we ballin'
Got all these hoes on my line and they callin', uh
Yeah we ballin', uh, yeah we ballin'
Got all these hoes on my line and they callin'

Nightmares, in your dreams
Don't go to bed, we in your dreams
It's a nightmare, yeah, it's a nightmare

My diamonds be crystal clear, boy (What?)
Hit your bitch from the rear, boy (Damn)
I'm on top of this game, I'm the 100th tier, boy (Ayy)
Go get that bag for real, boy
Like LeBron with that Laker deal, boy (What?)
Ball like Mike, Shaq, and Kobe
Ain't no Bradley Beal, boy (Ooh)
Listen up do not talk, boy
Always run, never walk, boy
Steph Curry with that shot, boy
Can't slow down, never stop, boy
You know that I'm on top, boy (Yeah)
I cannot be stopped, boy
Magic boy in the paint, I got the game on lock, boy (Uh huh)
Your girl come through to my ock, boy (Yeah)
I know she gon' give me that top, boy (Uh huh)
Don't act surprised, you know that she a thot, boy (Boy)
Roll deep with my flock, boy
Keep flowin', never stop, boy (Yeah)
Ride with Sip Szn, make the building rock, boy (Yeah)
You got the juice, I got the sauce, boy
I don't ever take a loss, boy
I'm the king, I'm the don, you know I am the boss, boy
Pullin' up on the block, boy
Shootin' it up like Blocc, boy (Shoot)
Mix that Ciroc and that Coke, boy (Yeah)
Always down for a toke, boy (Ayy)
You don't really want that smoke, boy (No)
I pull through, never choke, boy (Ayy)
C-Dawg be sippin' tweeze, boy
Put that bitch on her knees, boy (Ooh)
Blowin' through all these trees, boy
Like a deli, I got the cheese, boy
Hop on the track, never freeze, boy
Whippin' the Jeep, I got the keys, boy (Uh huh)

Yeah we ballin', yeah we ballin'
Got all these hoes on my line and they callin', uh
Yeah we ballin', uh, yeah we ballin'
Got all these hoes on my line and they callin'

Ballin' man, I get shots up (Swish)
Pourin' these drinks, I get shots up (Shots)
Drip too hot, can't stop us (Drip)
Your bitch too hot, get my cock up (Cock)
Peasants flow, I goes in
When I fire threes, they goes in (Bang)
T up, bitch, I'll expose him
Shout out Mr. Moses
Shout out to where my bros is
Duke, OSU, Brown knows it
Emory, Lehigh, the bird too
Wisco, Steph, the yellow and blue
In college, we 'bout to pop off
After this, I'm gettin' topped off
Summer beats too good to be true
Drizzy, Ye, now album two

Yeah we ballin', yeah we ballin'
Got all these hoes on my line and they callin', uh
Yeah we ballin', uh, yeah we ballin'
Got all these hoes on my line and they callin'

Bop, bop, bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop, bop