30 Ball Lyrics

I can't hear that bitch, I turn my money up Shawty said she basic, she don't want enough

Few bands in my ear like, I can't hear you, no With all this brokey talk, go grab a 30 ball

I keep my business tucked, I could have all of y'all I got two cellphones, but I won't call on y'all

I just been runnin' through bitches, she in my mentions All of my niggas got switches

Ballin, don't know where the bench is

Hop in a bitch and we get it, I tell her we with it, Hundreds and thousands inside, I tell that girl I'm inside

She just a, I tell this hundreds inside, I tell this thousands inside She so down to ride, hop in that bitch with my bride

This just my hoe, hold up, she can't be my bride Walk in the spot with a vibe, fresh like some tide

I tell that hoe that I'm fried Smokin' some weed with my guys, ain't no surprise

I got a bitch with some thighs, bruh, bruh, he throwing the five

I'm gonna rise, nigga, you know we alive Nigga, we all in Atlanta

Showin' off ammo, he banging he brought his bandana

I sent her some Dolce Gabbana, I got a girl in Savannah

She pullin' up in her pajamas, my life be lit like a candle

She wanna hump I'm a camel, she wanna get smashed on the camera

I can't hear that bitch, I turn my money up

Shawty said she basic, she don't want enough

Few bands in my ear like, I can't hear you now

With all this brokey talk, go grab a 30 ball

I keep my business tucked, I could have all of y'all

I got two cell phone, but I won't call on y'all

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Debo, walk inside this bitch, I take everything, bitch, I'm Debo

Hundreds in my pocket, fuck that shit, I'm raisin' C notes

I come through that bitch with all that money, and it's Blue too

Walk inside that bitch, nut in her ear, call it Bluetooth

Talley at the top, hold up bitches, like a building, ho

I be with them big ass bitches, build a ho

I just told that girl she hit my line, I'm finna smoke some

I pull up with all that shit, and that bitch is tryna grow some

Yeah, she tryna grow some

I be with that bit, in the air, I'm tryna throw some

Bitch, you wanna look around that bitch, I'm tryna hold some

She just hit my line, she tryna hold some

I be lookin' like, damn bitch, I'm wholesome

Ayy, lookin' at that hoe, I'm tryna roll one

Yeah, backwoods in my pocket, I got all the weed

Bitch, I'm TalleyMan, I got like all the tree

Ayy, I can't hear that bitch, I turn my money up

Shawty said she basic, she don't want enough

Few bands in my ear like, I can't hear you no

With all this brokey talk, go grab a 30 ball

I keep my business tucked, I could have all of y'all

I got two cell phone, but I won't call on y'all

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