Crazy Mike - Blow Out lyrics

[Intro] There comes a time in every goon's life A n***a wanna flex, and keep on flexin And keep on flexin, and keep on flexin [Verse 1] That's cash, n***a, I got bundles of it You don't like it, but these b**hes love it If money ain't the topic, no discussion I'mma need you broke n***as to change the subject n***as mad cause they see me stuntin' Bet you hide when you see an OG coming Catch me in the whip that I do about 200 In a ho's mouth like I'm TV Johnny Homie, I've been doing this sh**, I'm a vet in this sh**, you little n***as need to catch up That Ferrari outside so fast it can fly So sick it need a check up n***as went down when the chips was low Now they think I owe them something Same n***as who was talking down on me Want me to throw 'em something Motherf**er, I walk up in the club then show out Po' more out, you tripping if you bring your ho out I throw dough out Ain't nothing changed but my change and my chains and I'm ballin' Numbers on the board, look like a blow out Came this far all on my own Hit after hit, now I'm in my zone b**h, I topped the charts with every song Now the Billboard's my second home (ballin') [Hook] Blow out - ballin' [8x] Just bought a cemetery (blow out- ballin') They k**ing n***as all day (blow out- ballin') Just put a million on the Lakers (blow out- ballin') And I ain't ever at the games (blow out- ballin') Smoking weed with a politician (blow out- ballin') The n***a wearing my chains (blow out- ballin') We go to dinner every night, celebrate (blow out- ballin') Tip a hundred racks to the waitress (blow out- ballin') [Verse 2] Living in the clouds, but I still see clear Motherf**ers hate the fact that we still here I tour all year, if it's cash then I'm all ear Same team, different state, feeling like Paul Pierce I'm the star here, making toast, burning bread, n***a My new gold chain exciting the feds, n***a Got it on my own, never had to beg, n***a Now everything Louis, Gucci and Hermès, n***a Still rolling up, fresh out the pound, n***a Fly in your b**h then hit the town with her You know Juicy the type to po' up, roll up a swisher then I get her high Ain't no coming down, n***a, hash all in my rillo My eyes in the red zone, but nah I ain't touchdown Hoes used to flex on me Now they do anything just to get me to cuff now Only rock the finest sh** Closet filled with designer sh** All this ice in my rollie I can't even see what time it is I be thumbing through a check, bruh Watch the Louis V store on Rodeo get shut down Hit you n***as with the tech, bruh Taking shots from the free throw line, but it ain't no fouls (ballin') [Hook] Blow out - ballin' [8x] I'm allergic to these broke n***as (blow out- ballin') So I went and bought a plane (blow out- ballin') Duffle with Columbians (blow out- ballin') While you n***as cutting cake (blow out- ballin') I'm in Russia buying diamonds (blow out- ballin') While you n***as buying chains (blow out- ballin') Your wife say ''Juicy" when y'all f**ing?' (blow out- ballin') Get used to my name (blow out- ballin') [Outro] Your wife say ''Juicy" when y'all f**in' Get used to my name