Correction Paroles Ballin (Trap Symphony Version) par Mustard

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I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my n***as got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a n***a can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke, now I'm rich, these n***as salty

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 n***as, I didn't forget, back
I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that
I hopped inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back
These b*t*hes know me now 'cause I got them big racks
'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that
Young n***a on the corner, b*t*h, 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 b*t*h a new coupe
Either you from the Yah Gang or you're SuWoop
Got a New Orleans b*t*h and man, that pu**y voodoo
And I'm that n***a now, who knew?

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