ballout - i heard lyrics
[chorus]
i’m in a foreign on top of the hills, i’m chasin’ millis
for them dead presidents, your head i spill
if i seen a opp at the red light, they k!lled him
n+gga, we did this sh+t in the projects from the building
four wheeler, big wheelin’, blue hunnids i’m peelin’
i heard they was talkin’ to the squad, these n+ggas squealing
b+tch, it’s green every time i walk in the building
i bring it back like a quarterback, but i ain’t kneelin’
oh what a feeling, coupe quarter a million
i been wantin’ this sh+t forever since i was a children
b+tch bad with me now, she brazilian
i just got tatted up, baby, i need some heelin’
[verse]
i just got tatted up, baby, i need some heelin’
ridin’ in a coupe so fast, i ain’t got no cеilin’
if i’m at the round table then wе talkin’ millions
i just want the commas, keep the decimal ’cause the deal done
my lil shorty on a pill run
he gon’ hit me back, let me know when the pills done
448 hobo stuffed in a vuitton
mansion marble got glory boyz on a courtyard
fifty g’s on me, don’t make me go up in my goyard
k!llin’ rap n+ggas, n+ggas better not speak on cozart
i been trappin’ since ’04 send that note for mozart
i don’t love these hoes, i have no heart
my coupe talk back to me, baby girl, it is so smart
i put a new steering wheel in like a go+kart
they crackin’ stacks baby, watch me bowguard
this glo university, this ain’t chrome heart
i can show you how to make million on with your homeboys
nah, forreal, forreal, forreal
i don’t trust none of these n+ggas, these n+ggas squeal
i don’t trust none of these b+tches, these b+tch irri’
i been f+ckin’ with this money counter for years
[chorus]
i’m in a foreign on top of the hills, i’m chasin’ millis
for them dead presidents, your head i spill
if i seen a opp at the red light, they k!lled him
n+gga, we did this sh+t in the projects from the building
four wheeler, big wheelin’, blue hunnids i’m peelin’
i heard they was talkin’ to the squad, these n+ggas squealing
b+tch, it’s green every time i walk in the building
i bring it back like a quarterback, but i ain’t kneelin’
oh what a feeling, coupe quarter a million
i been wantin’ this sh+t forever since i was a children
b+tch bad with me now, she brazilian
i just got tatted up, baby, i need some heelin’
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