Cartie - Ball Out lyrics

rate me

All money good, I’m going all low

Just made up, I’m about to ball out

Know a couple of niggaz I could call up

But I ain’t never trippin’

I’m about to ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

Dope boy, pocket full of dope money

Presidential Rollie, bitches gonna vote for me

Used to tell me that there wasn't no hope for me

Now I can get Pepsi to buy coke from me

Sacriligeously in the kitchen I’mma get it spiritual

50 days lying next to the cereal

I really hustle, I really grudge

I really am the truth , you really lie

I really put work to it , I really get to it

All that dog sale sounds good

But I really do it

Getting money, fucking bitches, I’m all that

I’m the type to take a loss and make it all pay

You can travel from the city

All money good, I’m going all low

Just made up, I’m about to ball out

Know a couple of niggaz I could call up

But I ain’t never trippin’

I’m about to ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

If I go like you ,I would be traumatised

You’re a sorry ass nigga, now apologize

That these bitches are trying to put me in a lip lock

Kill a nigga softly , fuck his gym

I’m the land with the streets that all niggaz been

Please let me show you all niggaz what this hustling is all about

I’m bringing poweder back at my cousin’s house

Fuck your wife

You ain’t got me a mistress

Crazy bitches be blowing me kisses

If it ain’t about my money then it ain’t my business

All money good, I’m going all low

Just made up, I’m about to ball out

Know a couple of niggaz I could call up

But I ain’t never trippin’

I’m about to ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

All money good, I’m going all low

Just made up, I’m about to ball out

Know a couple of niggaz I could call up

But I ain’t never trippin’

I’m about to ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out, ball out

Ball out, ball out

I’mma ball out