(featuring Ken)
[Lil' Flip - Still Ye, we still Still ballin', Ye, definition of ballin'
Flip] I'm ballin', like trick daddy and pac Pullin' up in the big do' drop So top that, I bet you cop that I let you niggaz eat, now I my spot back Nigga, I the streets, I the heat Yo bitch can't be a muslim, she suckin' me Balls, 'cause I crawl, down to see ya'll I even get love, way in Oakland Feel my pain, and feel my Give me ten minutes, I'll ya a hit Just me a drawin', give me a kick And watch me drop tight ass shit Still ballin', we change to diamonds you knw they still Twenty inch sprewells crawlin' So that mean lil flip is I you see the car, you see the ride You look in my eyes, you see I'm The niggaz beef, thinkin' I'm But the reason I'm up, is I ain't I used to have a smile Now I fuck wit child I went to school, I Nineteen ninety I navigated Jumpin' out the lincoln, iceberg Yeah I got money, so it ain't braggin' Niggaz be hatin', over hoes I'm datin' I'm freestylin', is demonstration Bitch ass niggaz wanna act they hard Everybody in the world, you fraud Oh, you too old for that shit, you need to grow the up Nah, but on the you need to blow the fuck up Or shut the up, and get out the game 'cause I'm michael Jordan, and I another rang And I know you mad, 'cause I'm the I know you like to stirred, but it be done bitch!
[Lil' - talking] Haha, still Haha, it's ya boi lil the new underground shit Straight freestyles ain't on that battle rap shit no mo Sell records You can be the best battler but if you can't no records, they gon drop ya Now that record, one single I run the south, Shout out to my Play-n-Skillz Motherfuckin' Dallas, connection We ballin', Feel me, up Texas You how we do