Raheem Drama, tight 2 motherfucking Def Get at ass, boy
Ice on my wrist, I'm man on my dick, I'm ballin' man Cases of Crystal, I'm man of crocodile, I'm ballin' man
House on the lake, I'm man Tight 2 Def pushing weight, I'm ballin' man Dubs on the Lex', I'm man eight figure checks, I'm ballin' man
Yo, yo, yo, yo drama, how you it?
Me and my niggas, we riding dirty from Charleston to Bowling ball job, with D's on the Lex Beamers and Cadillacs, optimos and fat We for combat, you wrong, then we attack
We ride like Desperado on the goldened out Keep in the pockets And keep our from cop blockers AK on the front for any drama, I may meet
My pager off killing hoes, them B's and Vouges Clientelle bigger, while calculating money figures More realer than Rockafeller, more cheese Donald Trump Niggas they hear me, they kill me like JFK
Why, 'cause I ride tight, on? Out of It might be the Or it be that I ride on Vogues? My is filled with speakers I know damn well you me
Got a torch, you see me Hundred spokes that Niggas plotting haters And busters they be me
In the club I'm balling bitch, now show me Bossalinie, Versace shoes, with some Gator Dom Perignon, on now through the early morn' Fuck a man, 'cause balling be my occupation
Playa ass nigga, can't take the temptation Wanna rush me, then bust me, then leave me fucked in the All because I drained his bitch, now use his name See the spokes, and how the gleaming 'em wanna scheme
85 Chevy Caprice off on some Paint job, be clocking mills, some blowed brains 20 and bubble, gone buy the Reeboks, now them shoes With the 9 up on the seat, thats its supposed to be
For them and them haters that wanna touch a G Put it down and moved on up too like me George Fuck the law, and the pen, because I'm ballin' man Loved the living, I'm dedicated all to the game, I'm man
When I'm in the club, around 12 o'clock All eyes on a playa, 'cause I'll up the spot You can hate, we clouts in the V.I.P. Ballers sport rims, like they stars of
My moneys too unfadable for too tight crews And tear da roof off this bitch with this 2 Def shit Nigga knocking, hoe jocking, this shit don't quit In the V.I.P. til' the early morning
of Crystal, even Dom Perignon A McGyver Road nigga, so you know I play But if it come to it, I got my K Fuck the flexing, we ballin', shot callin' and stacking
And if it come down to the 2 Def ain't lacking Your money ain't long for me, so hoe don't talk 'Cause down here in nigga, we walk the walk I say it and clear, I'm ballin' man