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finna ball - loudpackseason lyrics

loudpackseason
big 3
gang sh*t

wait
uhh

i’m finna ball like melo
got me a bad b*tch her ass is on jello
she got a friend like h*llo
pick up the sticks like donatello
finger on the trigger you know i can’t let go
whole lotta sauce, prego
all of my n*ggas got cases
money so old it’s ancient
f*ck edible we giving funeral arrangements you better watch what you saying
watch brissp, watch o, watch cal one of them brought that thang in
i’m tryna fill up arenas, carry the bullets like gilbert arenas
pop out you never see us
i head to la perla, what’s going on fellas wait buenos dias
and i spend a whole lot of pesos
welcome to the casa smoking on runts and zaza 12 come we don’t say nothing nada
heard the devil wear prada
i’m rocking christian dior, louie vuitton, balenciaga
circle real small so everyone in it just know that’s ohana
hop out the ghost all white seats name that b*tch madonna
ain’t got no worries puma tracksuit yelling hakuna matata
order the fish filet baby where you going i need more tartar
r i s k y i just wanna know who ball harder
whole lotta honey dips b*tch i ball like vince carter
r i s k y i just wanna know who ball harder
whole lotta honey dips b*tch i ball like vince carter

woah
i’m finna ball like luka
briscoe the shooter, still got the ruga
these n*ggas know i’m a hooper
feeling like meech feeling like hoover
bad b*tch head on tutor
f*ck is a uber she taking the train
baxk to streets play future
i just get to them sacks like cooper
i got your freak with me we at the bnb wifi be lit like computers
copped new machinery told them to vegan that means these n*ggas can’t beef with me
swear to god if it’s beef i’m peta
in his baby mom crib with my feet up if ha bd come you know he get beat up
ask about me got stripes like adidas all of this ice rock the boat like aaliyah
that b*tch said the d bomb like korea she like you the sh*t i’m like nah diarrhea (eww)
100 bandz yea that’s just my demeanor i’m going up poin up by the liter
can’t remember i just call you eater
but you know i’m 3x wassup with the threesome
and if she not with it i link kay & tia woah

i’m finna ball like jimmy
but i need a butler alfred or something n*gga where the f*cks my henny wait
wait who the f*ck k!lled kenny
see i’m a pro your semi, a god ur demi 2 nods u ending
that n*gga ain’t mind his business had to get him call forensics sh*t
i might just cut skate off you get cut face off pockets is fat can’t deal with a weight loss i got a hammer case closed
we do the cha*cha then cucaracha then head straight to the peso
you got a live with a halo then get hit with the halos
i’m with the wolves on my bullsh*t got heat and pull six
in all black yeah no half moon get hit with full clips
back to the basics bust b*tches i call em matrons
sip patron or patron how ever u say it
yeezy laces i clip sh*t get on my blake sh*t
just left vacation pr we are amazing
i count my blessings my money n*gga you count your days in
i be in the p*ssy dazing then i leave her dazing
facts

- loudpackseason lyrics

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