[Hook]
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
We crusing the streets, my cousin and me
He shows me the pistol, tucked right under the seat
He said yo buddy I'm starving and I'm so ready to eat
I see these niggas getting it, well why can't that be me
I get...fam, you just come out,
Sitting for some years
And your first bright ideas gonn land you there again
Think about the consequences, your old lady and the kids
If your mama was around, that be sure to lay her dead
He said fuck on what you talking
I just need to hit a lick
Man that bushy that you preachin ain't gonn feed me and my kids
My wife done want them shoes with that red shit on the bottom
Gotta keep her looking fly, really she give her...
[Hook]
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
Now we hittin corners spilling,
Liquor swerving palm on ran up
Pistol on the side of town
Where the law don't like to see us niggas
Said he got some info bout a hit
Sure to set him right,
I'm just tryina be the voice of reason
That could save his life
Know I ain't no saint, yeah we all a fuckin sinners
Yeah a couple years ago I would be right dead with him
Said his partner told him bout this crib with bricks and the closet cash
Up in the basement, case a nigga ever try to rob him
Homie always out the country, nigga his crib unattended
And he never have to worry, on the town, watch ...
We park right across the street, low lights on us looking sweet
... he left the via, ...is what he said to me
[Hook]
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
We want all the paper,
We want all the paper.
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
We crusing the streets, my cousin and me
He shows me the pistol, tucked right under the seat
He said yo buddy I'm starving and I'm so ready to eat
I see these niggas getting it, well why can't that be me
I get...fam, you just come out,
Sitting for some years
And your first bright ideas gonn land you there again
Think about the consequences, your old lady and the kids
If your mama was around, that be sure to lay her dead
He said fuck on what you talking
I just need to hit a lick
Man that bushy that you preachin ain't gonn feed me and my kids
My wife done want them shoes with that red shit on the bottom
Gotta keep her looking fly, really she give her...
[Hook]
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
Now we hittin corners spilling,
Liquor swerving palm on ran up
Pistol on the side of town
Where the law don't like to see us niggas
Said he got some info bout a hit
Sure to set him right,
I'm just tryina be the voice of reason
That could save his life
Know I ain't no saint, yeah we all a fuckin sinners
Yeah a couple years ago I would be right dead with him
Said his partner told him bout this crib with bricks and the closet cash
Up in the basement, case a nigga ever try to rob him
Homie always out the country, nigga his crib unattended
And he never have to worry, on the town, watch ...
We park right across the street, low lights on us looking sweet
... he left the via, ...is what he said to me
[Hook]
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
If they ballin, we 100, if they stunting, we 100
We shit press with that ride,
We ain't lying, 100
We want all the paper,
We want all the paper.
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