bally baby - tuesday lyrics
[intro: bally baby]
yeah, okay
ayy, what the f+ck is this? it’s crazy
[chorus: bally baby]
i’m pourin’ this tris up just like kool+aid
sh+t goin’ on, i make the trap jump on a tuesday (jump on a tuesday)
ran out of rubber bands, f+ck it, i go sloppy (out my pockets)
try catch a plug, i f+ck ’round ran into the socket (into the socket)
and this sh+t over lit, just spent a nick’ on this ‘fit, i ain’t post a pic (oh, what?)
copy cat for these racks, do whatever they print (let’s go)
i done took so many ls, i know i get an m
i’m mixin’ tris up with the quagen, i’m high as a blimp (woo)
[verse 1: bally baby]
and i come through trim (trim)
country boy come get a hundred, he ain’t know what’s him (know what)
i’m hittin’ these lil’ ass with the terps, and then i upped the number (upped the number)
trapped in thеse streets, tried dodgin’ sentеnce, i’m just chasin’ commas
took a risk and took a trip (trip), ain’t sit waitin’ on a mail (can’t wait)
sold so many ‘bows, i might just go bust down the scale (yeah)
sold a fifty with my phone dead, got lawyer clientele
buried my phone and get these racks, but ain’t got time to find a well (yeah, okay)
barrel look like slauson now (yeah)
i’m ridin’ down kelly, got the maybach doin’ the backhead bounce (the backhead bounce)
you spend them racks on her, you make that p+ssy water fountain (oh yeah)
jumped in my bag and turned it up, now they won’t turn me down (too deep)
[chorus: bally baby & abgr lil cory]
i’m pourin’ this tris up just like kool+aid
sh+t goin’ on, i make the trap jump on a tuesday (jump on a tuesday)
ran out of rubber bands, f+ck it, i go sloppy (out my pockets)
try catch a plug, i f+ck ’round ran into the socket (into the socket)
and this sh+t over lit, just spent a nick’ on this ‘fit, i ain’t post a pic (oh, what?)
copy cat for these racks, do whatever they print (let’s go)
i done took so many ls, i know i get an m
i’m mixin’ tris up with the quagen, i’m high as a blimp (yeah)
[verse 2: abgr lil cory]
took some risks and i got rich, it ain’t come overnight
i come through trim (yeah), she tryna get in ’cause she know i’m piped
i got it out the trap (yeah), juugin’, put in overtime
that n+gga middle+man, he not the plug, that n+gga lyin’
poppin’ sh+t when we hit the club, we don’t wait in line
run a sack up, juugin’, turnt, ain’t lookin’ for no charm
my jewelry lit up like a lamp, in the dark, i shine
these n+ggas broke (yeah), don’t have no money, all they do is whine
i’m with some sh+t look like a model (yeah), and she know she fine
i might go bust down audemars, can’t even tell the time
they wanna see me at the bottom (yeah), to the top i climb
they steady sayin’ i’m the one, ain’t even hit my prime (yeah)
[chorus: bally baby]
i’m pourin’ this tris up just like kool+aid
sh+t goin’ on, i make the trap jump on a tuesday (jump on a tuesday)
ran out of rubber bands, f+ck it, i go sloppy (out my pockets)
try catch a plug, i f+ck ’round ran into the socket (into the socket)
and this sh+t over lit, just spent a nick’ on this ‘fit, i ain’t post a pic (oh, what?)
copy cat for these racks, do whatever they print (let’s go)
i done took so many ls, i know i get an m
i’m mixin’ tris up with the quagen, i’m high as a blimp
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