Big Ballin Lyrics

I'm into, like, having fun, man

I feel like when I go in the studio, I go in there just to talk about ballin'

You know what I'm sayin'

Lil ballin!

I ain't in this shit to ball

I ain't in here to be playin'

I ain't in it to be depressed

So, yeah, I'm just talkin' about what I'm doin', and I'ma be flexin'

Bitch, I run to the racks like a rich man

Racks

And I know these bitches gon' fall for a nigga like Quicksand

I'm tryin' to run it up, bust me a quick scam

Carti the wrist, I don't got on a wristband

Icy lil nigga, I know that your bitch watching

Goofy-ass nigga, he in the house, tick-tocking

Twenty racks on me, that bitch say I'm big ballin'

Bust down a chain now that bitch tryin' to fuck with me

Twelve on my ass, did the dash, and they still booked me

You say it's up, then it's stuck, see what's up with me

Stay with my Z's, I know they gon' bust with me

I stay with niggas who uppin that Glock first

Shots out the Drake, hit his chest, make his heart burst

Paint up they block, turn they strip to some artwork

I don't send shots, unless we dissin' the opps first

I don't sneak diss on the gram, cause that's hot shit

Nigga gon' die, he keep poppin' that fly shit

Fly shit, got his ass hit in the eye quick

Boosted lil bitch, keep it Z, I ain't buy you shit

I mix the Za with your dead nigga, high shit

He wanna be just like me, he my sidekick

Trap shit, still makin' plays on the sidekick

G hit the whip, made that bitch do a side flip

Fitz hit his leg, so he walk with a limp now

Choppa on me, make a fuck nigga sit down

Catch me a opp, knock him off, and I skip town

Backdoor the plug for the work, bust the men down

Yeah, and I got so much money, I'm thinkin' like what I'm gon' spend now

Nigga try to reach for my chains, I'ma send rounds

Took too many L's, got no choice but to win now!

Bitch, I run to the racks like a rich man

And I know these bitches gon' fall for a nigga like quicksand

I'm tryin' to run it up, bust me a quick scam

Carti thd wrist, I don't got on a wristband

Icy lil nigga, I know that your bitch watching

Goofy-ass nigga, he in the house, tick-tocking

I'm on the block, see a opp, then my blick spark em

20 racks on me, that bitch say I'm big ballin'

20 racks on me, that bitch say I'm big ballin'

I see a opp, on my block, then my blick spark em

Go, go, go, go