I'm standin' at my rollie,
tryna cypher out the time
cause with all the ice it just shine
The bells are worth twenty,
They ask me what I spend,
I say two and a half thirty
My neck gang sick, say they love high drip
bitch cause we don't do the chips
Got me weighing out my options,
bitch, I get it by the kilo
I'm talking bout the mid,
I ain't talking bout them kilos
Had to get you 10, nigga,
See, I measured out the time,
then I measured out the bread
and I'm bringing it by the half
And I get the same amount of time
that you would get for a slab
But nigga, do the math, at 500 a key
Cause bitch, I'm ballin'.
All hundred dollar bills y
Ten thousand dollar wheels y 'all.
All hundred dollar bills y
Ten thousand dollar wheels y 'all.
Off a thousand pounds of mint.
Off a 500, yep, that's a half a million
If it's 250, then that's a quarter million
You a thousandaire, pussy boy,
Guatemala plug, but I tell him I capoco
say he got it by the boatload
I said that motherfucker loco
and throw some money with my D -Boys
Bitch, I'm about my paper,
I ain't never been a hater
Might catch me in a matrix,
And I ain't a pimp, but your hoe,
Cause if you see her with me,
then you know that loco got her
bitch, we tearin' the block down
Ain't a problem that you bring
the little homies of Pop Brown
Bitch, I'm ballin', and nigga, you scared
My hustle well done, and nigga, you rare
I'ma get money, 400 bills
Y on my old school, 10 ,000 wheels
Bitch, I'm ballin', and nigga, you scared
all hundred dollar bills, y
ten thousand dollar wheels,