SOB x RBE (YhungTo) - Ballin lyrics

[Intro YhungTO] Ballin We be ballin, ballin' [Verse 1-Lil Sheik] Big money ballin', Lil Sheik been shot callin 3-point shooters with this Glock The way them shots fallin Hit the mall and tear it up Lil Sheik ballin, pull off in a Porsche like it's a sport I got so used to ballin And when you livin' like I'm livin' all these b**hes callin' Can't get enough dope dick keep them b**hes callin' Pillow talking at the school, cut it out, jawsin Hatin on me cus you see a young n***a ballin Cus I'm younger, older n***as hate to see me flossin Step in them balencies while you n***as still J-walkin Burberry on my shirt, Kev vanwalkin Broke a** flexin' on the gram n***a stop talkin' [Hook-Lil Sheik] Clutchin' 40's with them beams Big guns on this team Young n***a 16, hella bands what we mean I flipwork and send P's that's how I'm livin' in these streets Out here starvin' tryna eat so I can ball with my team Ruth Chris it's on me, baby what you wanna eat p**y weak then it's a fee I'm tryna drown in that sea Bust it open for a P Chasin' bands I can't breathe Run marathons for my cheese For the money in my jeans [Verse 2-YhungTO] All a n***a ever wanted was some paper Me and my n***as touchin' bands and they hatin' I remember all them days we was starvin' Now a n***a gettin' paid just to say sh** Bad boy on my May sh** I be 10 toes down on my gang sh** Can't a n***a dive in on my tray sh** SOB ballin' on these n***as we 2King All these blues, you would think a n***a racist Tuckin money for them lawyers and them cases And my b**h got her own she be makin' Hold you down if you ridin' like you say is Better keep a bulletproof vest like 50 Got 9 in the 40, 1 less than 50 In town me and Sheik in the jets with them Glocks on us Couple bands and Wall Street but ain't no stock on us In my foreign and my 40 ridin' pa**enger And I wish a n***a would like a captain And my b**h bad way far from average And they say I'm actin' different how I'm actin [Verse 3-SlimmyB] In love with the chop but this Glock, that's my side thang It was me and TT Gucci down in the 9th grade 40 put a n***a in a suit like it's Prom Day And every time I slide, I'm tryna score like shots made I'm OT, on the road chasin more cheese Hunnid blues and green, with a chop the same size as me Shootin' 2-2 three's This b**h kick like a soccer team SOB b**h if you ain't gang you can't rock with me Me and Sheik been snatchin' hoes Been stackin' pros Got the stick pokin', Big 40 Been had them poles Hit n***as blocks with them chops and start snatchin souls Switch clips and keep knockin' Like I been knockin at the door Still on the block, b**h I'm posted till my heels ache Got her on the blade bustin' dates till her heels break n***as been tryna bite the swag but they still can't On my grind n***a I ain't stoppin' till a mill made [Hook-Lil Sheik] Clutchin' 40's with them beams Big guns on this team Young n***a 16, hella bands what we mean I flipwork and send P's that's how I'm livin' in these streets Out here starvin' tryna eat so I can ball with my team Ruth Chris it's on me, baby what you wanna eat p**y weak then it's a fee I'm tryna drown in that sea Bust it open for a P Chasin' bands I can't breathe Run marathons for my cheese For the money in my jeans