Big Bank Black - Ballin' lyrics

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Big Bank Black - Ballin' lyrics

(Chorus – Offset) Balling like I'm Stockton F**king on a thot, my pockets stuffed up just like stockings Smoking on the cookie, I got diamonds water mocca**in Ni**as get to talking, yeah that Uzi get popping em All about that broccoli Walk up in the club with them VVS twinkling Hit em with the doo's doo's, make them bodies start to weakening Work her in the kitchen whip it, skrt skrt whipping it Ain't talking bout money, close the curtains on the Bentley (Verse – Big Bank Black) King s**t, numero uno All I ever wanted was a bankroll Tryna to run it up, run it up That's all I keep on tellin' myself Big boy diamonds, big boy spots Big boy balling, got these hoes stalking us Anytime she see me when I pull up on the bi**h, I be dead fresh That ni**a fresh as hell, bruh Anytime they see me when I pull up on them ni**as, I be iced out That ni**a blingin like f**k Ain't no ordinary ni**a, I'm a living legend I'm bout to text my ex b**h tell she missed a blessing You missed it (Chorus – Offset) Balling like I'm Stockton F**king on the thot, my pockets stuffed up just like stockings Smoking on the cookie, I got diamonds water mocca**in Ni**as get to talking, yeah that Uzi get popping em All about that broccoli Walk up in the club with them VVS twinkling Hit em with the doo's doo's, make them bodies start to weakening Work her in the kitchen whip it, skrt skrt whipping it Ain't talking bout money, close the curtains on the Bentley (Verse 2 – Offset) Yeah, we came from the Nawf and we had no respect I told you that young Offset not gon go for that I jumped up in the crowd, punched him like Ron Artest I'm pushing the dash, I'm going 110 this is a 600S These bi**hes be capping, they talking about this But all they want is s** I deserve to ball, I wanted to scoop me a 100 on new Patek's Bi**h you know I'm a dog Finesse for the check, now her ni**a keep calling with threats And I sold it all that s**t is outgoing, I'm bout to go board on a jet I'm doing a show in Amsterdam and they can't match the murder with that Hot in the kitchen a 100 degrees these ni**as can't handle the pan These ni**as will knock you off for a lil fee they taking a couple of racks In the Lambo, sometimes it be hard to breath because the engine in the back (Chorus – Offset) Balling like I'm Stockton F**king on the thot, my pockets stuffed up just like stockings Smoking on the cookie, I got diamonds water mocca**in Ni**as get to talking, yeah that Uzi get popping em All about that broccoli Walk up in the club with them VVS twinkling Hit em with the doo's doo's, make them bodies start to weakening Work her in the kitchen whip it, skrt skrt whipping it Ain't talking bout money, close the curtains on the Bentley

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