Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' Uncontrollably
Man, I got candy-painted tint, it's(?) so dark I'd be lying if I said I hit at least nine of my Plus, I got so much candy paint in my Paint be off my car Be paintin' the neighborhood kids I got whole block lookin' like it's Candyland Ask me, man, they be like, there go the candy man I park the car in the and go in and Come back the next The are still spinnin' Hit the wheels on that Phantom, man, that shit looks the Batmobile 32-inch rims, shit, I ain't got no wheels Custom-fitted, custom-kitted grain Custom everything, what's that on the mustard stain Now let's go hit the mall, y'all that we finna ball Get out the car, they be like, "Ah, there go superstars!" Hit every single store, flash a fucking wad of but I buying shit, bitch Kiss my ass We...
Ballin' Ballin' Uncontrollably B-ballin'
Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Hit the corner liquor To get Corona, tip the Sipped it on the way out as I dipped, I wanna rip the up And I'ma hit the cinema and get the hoes, When I be it, I be it, shit, goes I'm out of control, girls know I'm loaded with dough But, shit, I'm stingy as I'm fuckin' as hoes(?) bitches don't get a crumb, and it come but I'm like up Shut up, bitch, sit up, get up off knees My candy enough If lucky, I'll let you hug me, but that's all you get Then split, disappear, a cloud of smoke is all you see Yeah...
Ballin' Uncontrollably Uncontrollably B-ballin'
Bitch, get the fuck out my car if we finna fuck I'm horny as fuck, bitch, are you suckin' my or what? I'll fuck a chick in the butt, I really don't give a Is pretty Marshall gonna have to go me a bitch? You keyed up my Benz Bitch, I up my friends Don't think I won't a bitch I'll kick a in the ribs You retard, I'll have you suckin' farts out my seat I'll teach you not to how to control your bowels when you eat What the fuck do you think that colostomy bag is for, I ain't waste nine bullets on you for you to not no hooks I fuckin' take a Make a Wish Foundation with me How 'bout some coke inside of your solution IV? around and use it on me You take my keys? You fuckin' broad, get in back, comin' to Florida with me, Tell your momma I'ma drop you off at the hospital We finna make run Take this gun and cover me, And your...
Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' Uncontrollably