Been Ballin (feat. Ballout)

Trapaholics mixtapes
Squad

Ball out, baby, I been ballin' since the sixth grade
Earrings was so big, couldn't even see my damn face
Did you get the mixtape? Ballin' on NBA
I be ballin' out with that barber with that damn fade

These niggas ain't fuckin' with my squad, man
We them Glo boys
Ball out

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Real trap shit
Squad

Ball out, baby, I been ballin' since the sixth grade
Earrings was so big, couldn't even see my damn face
Did you get the mixtape? Ballin' on NBA
I be ballin' out with that barber with that damn fade

And I can't cook a cake, but it's not my first day
I never send your bitch my back, fuck her on the first date
Damn near passed out when I pulled up on 28
Gold everything, but I don't look shit like Trinidad James
Ballin' like LeBron James, smokin' on that 2 Chainz
But I have on one chain, I don't have on two chains
I would get another chain when I hit another stain
Whole block 300, bitch, GBE the gang

Squad, squad
Squad, squad, squad
Squad, squad, squad
Squad, squad, squad
Squad, squad

Cheese sauce up, baby, I been ballin' hard, no discount
Three cars, six houses, you can't tell me shit now
And I got a maid, so I ain't takin' shit out
Ain't tryna fuck, get out, this a suck a dick house
Money house, a bitch house, a pound house, a brick house
I even got an AK sittin' at my bitch house

Make me switch out, pull up, get out
Start throwin' cash everywhere and fuckin' every bitch now

Look at my wrist blaow, chain blaow, ears blaow
My car blaow, my earrings so embedded I can't hear now

Boy, let's get serious now, you know you ain't gettin' count
.20 In my left, pop your son, let's war this shit out

Squad, squad
Squad, squad, squad
Squad, squad, squad
Squad, squad, squad
Squad, squad