100 thoughts on “Mustard – Ballin’ ft. Roddy Ricch

  1. When you think your rich when you got 100 dollars
    Roddy Ricch: you cant do nothin wit that.
    Me:Well I can get something from WaLMart! And StARBucKs

  2. dont attack me because i actually dont know the answer but… why isnt this a roddy ricch song because mustard didn't say not one word

  3. put the new Forgi's on the G
    I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
    'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
    I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans

    I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
    Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
    I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'
    I was broke now I'm rich, these niggas salty

    All this designer on my body got me drip, drip (ay)
    Straight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip
    If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip
    I run the racks up with my queen, like London and Nip
    But I got rich on all these niggas, I didn't forget, bet
    I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that
    I hopped inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back
    These bitches know me now, 'cause I got them big racks
    'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that
    Young nigga on the corner, bitch I had to serve crack
    Uncle fronted me some P's had to get them birds back
    We came up on dirty money, I gave it a bird bath
    Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe
    Either you frontin' y'all gang or y'all suwoop
    Got a New Orleans bitch and man that pussy voodoo
    And I'm that nigga now, who knew?

    I put the new Forgi's on the G
    I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
    'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
    I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans

    I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
    Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
    I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'
    I was broke now I'm rich, these niggas salty

    I been wakin' up to get the money, whoa, whoa
    Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, whoa, whoa
    Givenchy to my toes, two twins I'm fucking 'em both
    I put in a new AP, the water like a boat
    I was down bad on my dick, where was you niggas at?
    I know you turned your back on me, just to get some racks
    I seen you swerve back, 'cause I'm in the black 'Bach
    New diamonds on me, fuck a flash this ain't SnapChat
    'Cause I been gettin' paid
    Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
    Got my baby mama that new Bentayga
    Tryna get the dojo like a sensei
    Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain
    I just mind my business
    I got brothers that did the time, I ain't kiddin'
    All these rappers just talk about it, I live it
    Goin' up, I ain't got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah

    I put the new Forgi's on the G
    I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
    'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
    I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans

    I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
    Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
    I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'
    I was broke now I'm rich, these niggas salty

    I, ay yeah
    I've been ballin' lil' nigga
    Now watch me ball on these niggas
    Yeah, now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah
    Now watch me ball on these niggas
    Now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah yeah

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