letra de so fast - ballout
[intro]
ball
[chorus]
car so fast i might pop a wheelie
b-tch so bad caught her from phillie
i get racks and the opps so silly
blood gang n-gga but i ain’t no billy
ridin’ in a cat playin’ with her kitty
everybody know we run the city
i been cali gettin’ high like a hippie
foreign drive by itself, i’ma count fifties
b-tch so bad keep staring at her titties
i’m in the club all the bad b-tches with me
i’m in the section all these f-ck n-ggas feel me
i’m makin’ sure everybody f-ckin’ hear me
i’m makin’ sure everybody f-ckin’ see me
i’m in hills sitting on a f-ckin’ couch (yeah)
or i’m in the hills standing on the f-ckin’ counter (ballout)
everybody walkin’ around with a f-ckin’ bottle (uh)
[verse]
and i’m walking around with a f-cking waddle (pour)
who wanna bet who wanna gamble?
i can bet this sh-t for tomorrow
who want a bottle? who want a hollow?
i’m in this b-tch rockin’ world of sorrow
we send bullets just like spirals
i’m in zeo and camaro parked in the ghetto, sh-t going federal
this b-tch say my d-ck is incredible
she just want to eat it up just like an edible
i put my jewelry on so i look flexible
i be in a foreign and i’ma bring her ass fastable
i need meds, i gotta take my medicals
smokin’ this gas, i’m takin’ my vegetables
p-ssy ass n-gga, you n-gga so tastable
ap on my cardillac and skelly too
45. on me and i’m not hesitant
police grab me but there was no evidence
n-ggas playin’ around, he gon’ be heaven sent
mansion so big, this is my residence
money machine, it count dead presidents
what’s in the hood, i think it’s an elephant
i know you gettin’ money but i’m not sellin’ it
i ain’t f-ckin’ around hoes, i think i’m celebrant
behind my back, hoes say i’m elegant
parked outside and you know i’m all in it
we ain’t hittin’ hills, i’m tolerant
n-gga dissin’ everybody, he ain’t relevant
tryna get me out my elevant
trackhawk and i’m ridin’ a pellican
h-llcat, i’m goin’ to h-ll on it
i ain’t stop for 12, i’m bailing it
[chorus]
car so fast i might pop a wheelie
b-tch so bad caught her from phillie
i get racks and the opps so silly
blood gang n-gga but i ain’t no billy
ridin’ in a cat playin’ with her kitty
everybody know we run the city
i been cali gettin’ high like a hippie
foreign drive by itself, i’ma count fifties
b-tch so bad keep staring at her titties
i’m in the club all the bad b-tches with me
i’m in the section all these f-ck n-ggas feel me
i’m makin’ sure everybody f-ckin’ hear me
i’m makin’ sure everybody f-ckin’ see me
i’m in hills sitting on a f-ckin’ couch (yeah)
or i’m in the hills standing on the f-ckin’ counter (ballout)
everybody walkin’ around with a f-ckin’ bottle (uh)
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