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ballout - plug lyrics

i got cameras on the front
i got cameras on the back
i got cameras on the truck
i can see you, where ya at
i’m the quarterback
i make it land anywhere
i just put em in the air
better touch down there
trap house fully loaded
50 pounds right here
steady bussin’ down bricks
cuz you know i don’t drink beer
i said my plug got me cappin’
and this b—- thirty-five bills
i don’t work no nine to five
i pack my thiry-five steel
n—- i don’t care if you still trappin
i need thirty-five mil
in the club goin’ may-may over thirty-thousand bills
you lil n—-s dealin’ money, plug, b-tch you havin’ fun
in the club diamonds dancin’ and they f—– b—–s eyes
in the club my diamonds dancin’ and they f—– n—-s wild
i married to the streets baby and i ain’t got nothin’ to disguise
she told me her thing
she a freak at night–she a spy
russian stuff anon and blew a grand on louis luggage
gotta catch this flight tonight
20k, girl it’s nothin’
drop-top m6 beamer, pull up, diamonds flooded
b—-s all in my ear
n—-s mullin’
i pull up, hop out, countin’ money
smokin’ finer leaf, ey, drinkin’ dirty fanta
i’m from chiraq and yet i pull up in lambos
i got full lit ammo
my n—-s go rambo
ballout got the m———– plug

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