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baller alert - ralfy the plug, playerrways & day3 lyrics

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[chorus: ralfy the plug & playerrways]
she been suckin’ all that d*ck, now her jaw hurt
i’m a coach, got more flavor than starburst
walk up in the bank, teller screamin’, “baller alert”
you broke, i know your type, you n*ggas only ball on the first
she been suckin’ all that d*ck, now her jaw hurt
i’m a coach, got more flavor than starburst
walk up in the bank, teller screamin’, “baller alert” (alright)
you broke, i know your type, you n*ggas only ball on the first

[verse 1: playerrways]
balenci hoodie, when i’m hittin’ gates, i’m really in the flocks
in double season bape and i got grammies on a site that bop
orange chicken, susie in that buddah piece look like p*ss
i’m really in that l!ck, i’m from the stinc team, i’m gettin’ chip
f*ck, i love the mic, but i’m stuck up in that field doin’ sins
i’m really tryna win, ’cause i ain’t have a pot to go and p*ss in
‘member all them days when i was boostin’ from my nike tech
was scuffin’ on my vans, in that mansion, i was wearin’ [?]
and some off*white kicks, it’s not a day where i ain’t scared to scuff ’em
one*ten saggin’ just to go buy designer and go f*ck ’em
fly stincy, passin’ for that chilli, get it out a ch*nky
and i get so easty, i’m gon’ sn*tch if i see his [?]
designer bopper, wearin’ dolce runners when i chase him down
he talkin’ ’bout them blowers, but he never made no chopper sound
i passed out the janky honda, beamer, and the cla
i’m mr. in your safe but i don’t think he ever did no play
[chorus: ralfy the plug & playerrways]
she been suckin’ all that d*ck, now her jaw hurt
i’m a coach, got more flavor than starburst
walk up in the bank, teller screamin’, “baller alert”
you broke, i know your type, you n*ggas only ball on the first
she been suckin’ all that d*ck, now her jaw hurt
i’m a coach, got more flavor than starburst
walk up in the bank, teller screamin’, “baller alert” (alright)
you broke, i know your type, you n*ggas only ball on the first

[verse 2: day3]
alright
on tour bustin’ but i still need a knot
me and playerrways, we hit the strip with a glock
bust down lil’ brodie, he got stripped for the watch
and he ain’t stinc team, you just dissed on the opps
that one post got him blessed with a chop
still throwin’ up the hood but ain’t got bl!ck on the block
ain’t rank up for real, you just be stealin’ from the opps
i’m in miami with the gang, we just keep spinnin’ the block
his chains tucked ’cause i’m a real sn*tch artist
i graduated, but my glock go retarted
a thick b*tch, i need a show like mario
it’s an amg benz, but i’m doin’ one forty
a baller n*gga, i’ma ball like kobe
got stealth with me, nina ross is on me
and don’t be talkin’ like you with it, b*tch, it’s ballers only
i need a coupe or a wraith, i’m tired of doin’ one forty (alright)
she just wanna f*ck with a baller
chains on me, b*tch, my neck be full of that water
ice piece, but you don’t get away, i’m smarter
i need some wockhardt, some tris, b*tch, that’s a thought of a baller (what?)
she just want a call, no collar
no b*tch, if you ain’t got a bag, you watered
i need a v out the b*tch to pay the stinc team barber
and you can’t come over here, this room be full of them ballers (alright)

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