30 Ball Lyrics

When you cookin' dope turn off the fan until you make it rock

When you cookin' dope turn off the fan until you make it rock

Mud, one band ain't enough

A thirty ball will have is family dead

I know this ironic, I'm sellin' plates to keep my family fed

We gon' have to catch him, leave a stain and have his body red

Why these niggas shootin' up people's houses tryna involve the feds

One band ain't enough

A thirty ball will have is family dead

I know this ironic, I'm sellin' plates to keep my family fed

We gon' have to catch him, leave a stain and have his body red

Why these niggas shootin' up people's houses tryna involve the feds

When you cookin' dope turn off the fan until you make it rock

Fuckin' with Lil' Pablo in the A, I heard he movin' rock

Vibin' with Osama and Hussein, we out here smokin' Za

Coolin' on the E and Catalina, roll another Gar

I just copped the fourteenth on some gross, it smellin' like I farted

Glizzy put his switchy on his glizzy, that bitch shoot retarded

I been jammin' switchy, I feel like Murda, I wanna catch a body

I just got to lay back, she gon' ride me, bae think I'm a harley

Pour another four, sippin' with my niggas in the A, pour another four

Bad bitch, I don't even want the pussy, give me sloppy joe

They want me to turn up on this beat, but I'm still talkin' low

Dawg say he got plates for a dollar, damn, they gettin' low

Za man pullin' up, he got some shit finna blow out your nose

Shawty askin' how I ran his money up, bitch, touch your nose

Vonte cookin' dope with hot water, but his wrist froze

Shawty say I'm fresh like Tic Tacs, we don't go tit for tat

Rich nigga, I want all of that, and I want all of that

Eighty dollar eighths I'm smokin' on, this shit got hash and wax

Real smoker, if I run out of woods, go get the rig and wax

Talk down bout my niggas in the grave, we put you where they at

You know I ain't duckin' no smoke, cause I be where they at

Tryna take my lady to the island where they made at

I told her if she look back to the streets, then they can take her back

One band ain't enough, a thirty ball will have his family dead

I know this ironic, I'm sellin' plates to keep my family fed

We gon' have to catch him, leave a stain and have his body red

Why these niggas shootin' up people's houses tryna involve the feds

One band ain't enough, a thirty ball will have his family dead

I know this ironic, I'm sellin' plates to keep my family fed

We gon' have to catch him, leave a stain and have his body read

Why these niggas shootin' up people's houses tryna involve the feds