Текст песни Ball Ina Fall - BABI JOKA

Let's go
Yea
Gang gang go
JOKA
GANG
I'm back ona road again
Lets go
Damn it's cold again
I'm back ona road again
Gotta keep me a glick
In my coat again
I might bag me a bitch
At my show again
Walking through
Bitches dropping they jaws
Leaky said we don't
Fuck wit the law
Switch it up
And I turned to a boss
All my niggas going ball Ina fall
Gang go
Damn it's cold again
I'm back ona road again
Gotta keep me a glick
In my coat again
I might bag me a bitch
At my show again
Walking through
Bitches dropping they jaws
Leaky said we don't
Fuck wit the law
Switch it up
And I turned to a boss
All my niggas going ball Ina fall
Gang let's go
Damn it's cold again
Traps they keep opening
Pounds they keep rolling in
They boy fucked up the pack
Here we go again
These hoes loving the way
Dat I'm going in
I don't hop on beat
I be flowing in
Gotta get to the money
Cause I know dat these bitches
Want me
I might fuck your hoe again
Ima boss when I walk through
The trap
Need a verse I need five
For a track
Pulling up 5% it's all black
Im wit the gang hopping out
Who is dat
Run up on JOKA
I bet you get smacked
Lol bitch
Niggas keep hating
But these bitches love me
Lol shawty want shots
From the back
Walking through
And they screaming see me
And break down
Oh lol shawty don't know
How to act
I say fuck it don't care for
Designer
Punching clocks cause my life
Ona timer
Turnt it up did this shit for
My mama
Hit the streets bitch you know
Ima Grinder
Ima grinder bitch
Real niggas stand tall
The goofey niggas they
Behind us
You know my niggas going
Ball Ina fall we grinding like
Damn it's cold again
I'm back ona road again
Gotta keep me a glick
In my coat again
I might bag me a bitch
At my show again
Walking through
Bitches dropping they jaws
Leaky said we don't
Fuck wit the law
Switch it up
And I turned to a boss
All my niggas going ball Ina fall
GANG GANG GO
Damn it's cold again
I'm back ona road again
Gotta keep me a glick
In my coat again
I might bag me a bitch
At my show again
Walking through
Bitches dropping they jaws
Leaky said we don't
Fuck wit the law
Switch it up
And I turned to a boss
All my niggas going ball Ina fall
Gang let's go
Damn it's cold again
Traps they keep opening
Pounds they keep rolling in
They boy fucked up the pack
Here we go again
These hoes loving the way
Dat I'm going in
I don't hop on beat
I be flowing in
Gotta get to the money
Cause I know dat these bitches
Want me
I might fuck your hoe again
Ima boss when I walk through
The trap
Need a verse I need five
For a track