North Ballers Lyrics

Chilling with my Brodie making figures

Sayin I'm her favourite dealer

Tell me what you want?

Speed dial calling up my hitter

Get your wig blown four figures

Is that what you want?

26 gs shot callers

North side home to the ballers

Baby wanna come?

In the louie store yh I spoil her get her anything that she want

Remember we was poor

Call me ayski

tracksuit on with the sticky on me

It could get long if your crossing the team

Aki made 6 way before he 18

Ray he savage don't get it mislead

Ray bans on don't think I can see

Late night jugg ion even like sleep

Feds parked off I do the runnin man

Talkin to my hittah on the telegram

Two stacks get you on the Tele man

Pray to the trap lord I make a milli stack

Walk into the game now these niggas mad

Niggas mad

Chilling with my Brodie making figures

Sayin I'm her favourite dealer

Tell me what you want?

Speed dial calling up my hitter

Get your wig blown four figures

Is that what you want?

26 gs shot callers

North side home to the ballers

Baby wanna come?

In the louie store yh I spoil her get her anything that she want

Remember we was poor

Broke bread

With couple niggas

Wouldn't guess that they fake

Take drugs to feel better it ain't numbing the pain.

Sat in the corsa I'm Trina guess my fate

Would I die in the field?

Or die as a great?

Would they set me up?

And get me dropped

And call me snake

Cause I know that they hate me baby

And the field yh it make me crazy

In the field yh yh I be losing my mind

Baby are you really mine?

Or am I blind?

In the Louie store yh am I buying your time?

Are u ride or die?

Chilling with my Brodie making figures

Sayin I'm her favourite dealer

Tell me what you want?

Speed dial calling up my hitter

Get your wig blown four figures

Is that what you want?

26 gs shot callers

North side home to the ballers

Baby wanna come?

In the Louie store yh I spoil her get her anything that she want

Remember we was poor