ballin' - big bank black lyrics
[hook: offset]
ballin’ like i’m stockton
f-cking on a thot, my pockets stuffed up just like stockings
smoking on the cookie, i got diamonds water mocc-ssin
n-ggas get to talkin’, yeah that uzi get poppin’ ’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 weakenin’
work her in the kitchen whip it, skrt skrt whippin’ it
ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, close the curtains on the bentley
[verse 1: big bank black]
king sh-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 ballin’, got these hoes stalkin’ us
anytime she see me when i pull up on the b-tch, i be dead fresh
that n-gga fresh as h-ll, bruh
anytime they see me when i pull up on them n-ggas, i be iced out
that n-gga blingin’ like f-ck
ain’t no ordinary n-gga, i’m a living legend
i’m ’bout to text my ex b-tch tell she missed a blessing
you missed it
[hook: offset]
ballin’ like i’m stockton
f-cking on the thot, my pockets stuffed up just like stockings
smoking on the cookie, i got diamonds water mocc-ssin
n-ggas get to talkin’, yeah that uzi get poppin’ ’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 weakenin’
work her in the kitchen whip it, skrt skrt whippin’ it
ain’t talkin’ ’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 pushin’ the dash, i’m going 110 this is a 600s
these b-tches be cappin’, they talkin’ about this
but all they want is s-x
i deserve to ball, i wanted to scoop me a 100 on new patek’s
b-tch you know i’m a dog
finesse for the check, now her n-gga keep callin’ with threats
and i sold it all that sh-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 n-ggas can’t handle the pan
these n-ggas 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
[hook: offset]
ballin’ like i’m stockton
f-cking on the thot, my pockets stuffed up just like stockings
smoking on the cookie, i got diamonds water mocc-ssin
n-ggas get to talkin’, yeah that uzi get poppin’ ’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 weakenin’
work her in the kitchen whip it, skrt skrt whippin’ it
ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, close the curtains on the bentley
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