(featuring Ken)
[Lil' Flip - Still Ye, we ballin' Still ballin', Ye, definition of ballin'
[Lil' I'm still ballin', trick daddy and pac Pullin' up in the big do' caddy So top that, I bet you cop that I let you niggaz eat, now I want my back Nigga, I the streets, I bring the Yo bitch can't be a muslim, because she me Balls, 'cause I crawl, down to see smokin' I even get love, way in Oakland Feel my pain, and feel my Give me ten minutes, give ya a hit give me a drawin', give me a kick And watch me drop some tight ass Still ballin', we change to diamonds you knw they callin' Twenty inch sprewells crawlin' So that lil flip is ballin' I know you see the car, you see the You in my eyes, you see I'm high The niggaz beef, I'm slippin' But the reason I'm up, is I ain't I used to a golden smile Now I fuck wit child I went to school, I Nineteen nine I navigated out the lincoln, iceberg swaggin' Yeah I got money, so it ain't braggin' Niggaz be hatin', hoes that I'm datin' I'm freestylin', this is Bitch ass niggaz act like they hard in the world, know you fraud Oh, you too old for shit, you need to grow the fuck up Nah, but on the you need to blow the fuck up Or shut the fuck up, and get out the I'm michael Jordan, and I want another rang And I know you mad, I'm the champion I know you to stirred, but it can't be done bitch!
[Lil' - talking] Haha, ballin' Haha, ya boi lil flip 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 sell 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