Ballin' Lyrics - Roddy Ricch

Mustard on the beat, hoe 

I put the new Forgis on the Jeep 

I trap until the, bloody bottoms is underneath 

'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets 

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans 

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team 

Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin' 

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin' 

I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty 

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All this designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy 

Straight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip 

If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip 

I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip 

But I got rich on all these niggas, I didn't forget, back 

I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that 

I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back 

These bitches know me now 'cause I got them big racks 

'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that 

Young nigga on the corner, bitch, I had to serve crack 

Uncle fronted me some P's, had to get them birds back 

We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath 

Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe 

Either you frontin' y'all gang or you're SuWoop 

Got a New Orleans bitch, and man, that pussy voodoo 

And I'm that nigga now, who knew? 

I put the new Forgis on the Jeep 

I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath 

'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets 

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans 

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team 

Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm balin' 

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin' 

I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty 

I been wakin' up to get the money, woah, woah 

Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, woah, woah 

Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I'm fuckin' 'em both 

I put in a new AP, the water like a boat 

I was down bad on my dick, where was you niggas at? 

I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks 

I see you swerve back, 'cause I'm in the black 'Bach 

New diamonds on me, fuck a flash, this ain't Snapchat 

'Cause I been gettin' paid 

Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade 

Grab my baby mama that new Bentayga 

Tryna get the dojo like a sensei, yeah 

Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain 

I just mind my business 

I got brothers that did the time, I ain't kiddin' 

All these rappers just talk about it, I live it 

Goin' up, I ain't got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah 

I put the new Forgis on the Jeep 

I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath 

'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets 

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans 

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team 

Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm balin' 

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin' 

I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty 

I, ayy, yeah 

I've been ballin', lil' nigga 

Now watch me ball on these niggas 

Yeah, now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah 

Now watch me ball on these niggas 

Now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah, yeah