French Montana - Ballin lyrics
rate mefeat Rick Ross, Charlie Hustle
My cocaine, come manana, so I could blow a couple dollars
She see these diamonds on my collar, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Kilos in the attic, chico
But of course, Shawty soft, full like ...
You know I beat the pussy up like them drey beats
It's only right Shawty fucking with a fucking baller
Here's the black car baby go and fuck the mall up
Here's 10 stacks, feels like I bought her
But fuck it, mMe and Cafe has left the border
5 million dollar house and I ain't talking slaughter
Talking pay to four bitch and I ain't talking Porter
In that ghost got a stash box, set ofr 200 hundred on the dash
Fly by cops ... like hey, I be ghost riding
Got them hoes smiling
Bought that bitch a smart car and now we both riding
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Kilos in the attic, chico
I get it from my ... y'all niggas might not seen that
The cocaine cowboys, they going like...
You fuck up bird money, uh mamma mia
Rather be birth with gonoreea...
Ups, I mean nino, or that white boy...
Or like rose said that cocaine
Whip it back in the cucina
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Ballin, she wanna fuck a fucking baller
Kilos in the attic, chico.
