Coop Boi - Ballin' lyrics

[Hook] I ride with that .40 You act like a b**h, all my n***as is dump, man they all go retarded I'm whipping that yay in the pot and it flip like a fish If you ain't getting money my n***a, just know that you ain't about sh** Cause b**h I'm ballin'. b**h I'm ballin'. b**h! You lil b**h I'm ballin' Don't worry bout me partna, you heard me partna You know I'm ballin', dumb a** b**h I'm ballin' [Verse 1: Coop] Man I go crazy , You lil b**hes f** your complaining You love or you hate me , f** it though I love that you hate me Where n***as they bends, like Mercedes b**h swallow my babies And I'm back to packin dat Katy Back to packin 4's and that 80 From where they get k**ed on a daily Where they selling pies , with no pastry Then I change the weather , all hail me, sheesh ! Your ba*tard a** , get blasted at n***as know they can't see I , like some cataracts All I see , a buncha cats, fronting they battle raps Talking rap battles ,n***as knowing that I battle raps Wanna fist fight? Don't go twiddle your thumbs You stupid motherf**er , f** her mother and it's for fun And im the coldest rappin' under the sun Oh you want it in your bu*t ? But f** it , I could f** it without giving a f** That's nasty Truffle bu*ter , some for supper When I Got all these semis loaded ,this sh** it gone make you buffer Silence on the gun , but it gone make you stutter Bottle pouring , models snorting Man she closed up shop , talking bout her stalling Dawg you number two , cause I'm the sh** Since I been number one ,man I got all these n***as pissed Catch me wit' yo b**h , Steady chillin' in the VIP And after sloppy toppy , she go head and take this dick Boi! [Hook] [Verse 2: Coop] n***a what? When we got all these bottles , all we do is drink it down, to throw it up n***a I don't give a what Shout out to my n***as in the cut Man you really wanna call a n***a bluff? I got my hand out , handing all these handouts Hands down , better hand up what's in your hand now At first hand , I could see your flow is second hand Used up , firstly you gotta know that you second man God-Damn ! I'm eating motherf**ers I need seconds , in a second Getting it wetter , depend on the weather And whether if you want the Barreta I'm just getting better, homie you will regret it Where these n***as pulling over on ya , b**h there no sweaters Get it ? b**h no sweaters ? Pull over ? Like really ma n***a, I'm ballin silly ma n***a Back to basics, and back your claiming, you widdit ma n***a Coldest n***a spittin fire, call it chilly ma n***a You really get it ma n***a ? Chilly like , all this ice on my wrist While I'm dribblin the brick Pissing on all these n***as thinkin they the sh** , but ain't sh** Yous a b**h , I be ballin , straight finessin out the VIP Or the Bando , with my pants low Owl Pharaoh , when my n***as all hang low , you ain't get it ? Forget it n***a , my gla** is bigger , my women thicker You ain't sh** n***a , just a b**h n***a Wit' some b**h n***as f** boy! [Hook]