Lyrics Ballin' We Ballin' - Tsumyoki , 2jaym
You
know
that
we
runnin'
and
ballin'
pull
up
with
the
gang
and
we
going
retarded
I
just
hit
a
lick
and
i'm
flexin'
I
aim
at
the
top
cuz
the
game
is
the
target
I
hear
all
these
bitches
they
callin'
but
I
ain't
got
time
so
I
put
em
on
silent
Taking
off
with
the
money
I'm
countin'
up
hunnids
cuz
you
know
I'm
fly
like
a
pilot
Working
on
my
cash
flow
Cuz
I'm
flying
through
these
bitches
I
don't
even
need
a
passport
Now
i
gotta
make
the
cash
grow
Got
me
feeling
a
racer
running
numbers
on
the
dashboard
Why
you
calling
me
an
asshole?
Cuz
I
got
you
fucked
up
like
my
last
hoe?
You
can't
even
pass
bro
Gotta
use
a
motherfucking
macro
Just
to
fucking
look
at
ya
stats
bro
That
blows
uh
Now
I'm
taking
shots
like
rambo
My
bitch
sweet
just
like
a
mango
I
don't
like
to
hit
a
stain
like
a
labcoat
That's
the
way
I
dance
bro,
you
don't
wanna
tango
I
spit
flows
hard
like
a
castle
You
don't
wanna
talk
shit,
get
cancelled
I
got
more
enemies
than
a
commando
Silent
like
django,
play
you
like
a
banjo
Big
cheese,with
the
big
guap
You
be
hitting
lows
harder
than
a
thrift
shop
You
know
i
run
the
whole
set
like
im
hitchcock
Kick
yo
ass
out
Make
you
kick
rocks
That's
a
big
shot
Like
a
rich
thot
Bring
the
cash
out,
left
wrist
tick
tock
I'm
too
fly,
so
she
wanna
lift
off
Up
down
left
right
hit
em
with
a
trick
shot
You
know
that
we
runnin'
and
ballin'
pull
up
with
the
gang
and
we
going
retarded
I
just
hit
a
lick
and
i'm
flexin'
I
aim
at
the
top
cuz
the
game
is
the
target
I
hear
all
these
bitches
they
callin'
but
I
ain't
got
time
so
I
put
em
on
silent
Taking
off
with
the
money
I'm
countin'
up
hunnids
cuz
you
know
I'm
fly
like
a
pilot
Every
single
beat
go
dumber
My
feet
like
runner
My
bars
go
hot
like
summer
Money
got
the
rainbow
colours
Link
in
the
park
with
the
gang
so
we
go
number
Everyday
im
countin
up
numbers
Your
bars
go
duller
My
bars
go
smooth
like
butter
Finna
wild
out,
coachella
I
sing
like
melly
and
I'm
cute
like
bella
Aight
finna
ball
out
real
quick
Go
to
south
real
shit
Talk
about
a
real
fit
uh
huh
You
just
want
the
clout
lil
bitch
I'm
about
real
cliques
So
get
out,
dip
shit
Uh
huh
I
drip,
with
the
nike
ticks
Got
my
drip,
on
the
night
shift
Every
beat
that
I
touch,
king
midas
Lil
yoki
on
some
muh
fucking
hype
shit
We
gon
hang
around
the
ballas
like
a
necklace
We
be
gangin
with
the
partners
acting
reckless
Young
money,
cash
out
when
I
flex
shit
Dumb
head,
pass
out,
no
dyslexic
Yokimafia
taking
over
you
know
thats
the
only
mission
Trap
culture
my
religion
You
know
that
everytime
that
we
ballin'
we
ballin'
no
missin
You
know
that
we
runnin'
and
ballin'
pull
up
with
the
gang
and
we
going
retarded
I
just
hit
a
lick
and
i'm
flexin'
I
aim
at
the
top
cuz
the
game
is
the
target
I
hear
all
these
bitches
they
callin'
but
I
ain't
got
time
so
I
put
em
on
silent
Taking
off
with
the
money
I'm
countin'
up
hunnids
cuz
you
know
I'm
fly
like
a
pilot
You
know
that
we
runnin'
and
ballin'
pull
up
with
the
gang
and
we
going
retarded
I
just
hit
a
lick
and
i'm
flexin'
I
aim
at
the
top
cuz
the
game
is
the
target
I
hear
all
these
bitches
they
callin'
but
I
ain't
got
time
so
I
put
em
on
silent
Taking
off
with
the
money
I'm
countin'
up
hunnids
cuz
you
know
I'm
fly
like
a
pilot
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2 Candyland
3 Beast Mode
4 All Black Trap Trap
5 Ballin' We Ballin'
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7 Gorilla
8 Girls
9 Polish
10 India Type Shiz
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