DAZ DILLINGER & J.T. THE BIGGA FIGGA

DAZ DILLINGER & J.T. THE BIGGA FIGGA - Balled Out lyrics

rate me

(feat. San Quinn)

[Verse 1]

Sittin' fat on twenty inches, yeah and kickin' the flow

I used to be in the corner on my five point toes

Wrote raps with meaning, flashback to my younger days

In the summer, wanted her number but then she turned away

She turned the channel see my face on the screen

Now she havin' visions about replacin' my queen

Brought up the cream but she wouldn't see a nickel see a track

With comps on the big in the middle

Tryin' to fit em' now because of my fame

Y'all need support keep lovin' the name

Pushin' the Range with a dot in the six

I'm heavy in the mixed and you coughed on my tit

[Hook x4]

We balled out, we grind out, we shined out

And when you see me on the tv then you find out

[Verse 2]

What they know about court life, locked down on titaniums

Saved a pocket full of them yays because they payin' em'

That's nothin' balled out shined out we big timin' on some other shit

Collectin' them faces they fit us fine

It's no surprise we pullin' up in the best

All leather with the wood grain rest, nothin' less

Confess we used to solve it all but gangstas know who we are

Playstation it's connect in each and every car

Gold teeth and French braids or the full fades

Bring it all together and bibble cause we all paid

Over-nighters on airplanes get the red-eye

Face to face negotiations and we keep it better

Now dig this, you say you wanna get the cheddar

Face to face negotiations and we keep it better

And all money ain't good money

You can't tell on the streets we determined to make mail

[Hook x4]

[Verse 3]

Shhh, I get with it no problem, hundred G's I got em'

Five hundred Benz on twenty lone pros and drop em'

Livin' life me and my wife sittin' on the hill and we plush

Hey never enough and enough ain't enough

I bubble up and flip my fetti and double up

Like automatics and gauges and tech nigga is what's up, ha

I bring nothin' but that Southern Cali, Northern Cali gangbang

Mentality, so when you try to come battle me

Hit the game up with diamonds, you love the way they be shinin'

And I keep on grindin' that's when the 4-5 blindin'

Worried and nervous and nervous as fuck

I ai't got no license I ain't givin' a fuck

If you ain't got no money stay the fuck away from us

You see me in my Caddy lookin' clean as fuck

[Hook x4]

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