Rollin N' Ballin

Mili

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    Alright, alright tam tam tam
    Be ready for this one, be ready

    Alright
    Same shit different day
    Get laid, get blazed
    That's the motto yeah it is
    I don't pay attention to these kids
    Check me out, check me in
    Y'all belong in the recycle bin
    Yeah homie, you really do
    Don't judge me, I won't judge you
    Fat blunt, let me go in like
    I just make an appointment
    I don't point fingers, nah homie
    My middle finger's my only homie
    That I got talk shit, why not?
    You only know my name, not my story
    Hiding behind this game
    When I spit, I spit flames
    Yo girl cheated on you, who to blame? Not me
    She wanted vitamin d
    She got thirsty for that new shit
    She came over, she took a sip
    She like what she tasted
    I ran all for our bases

    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'

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    Aye, yo girl bad, she bad as fuck
    Aye, I'll fuck her face
    Put her makeup on. I won't tip you
    Let's get it on
    Take off your clothes baby
    I'm in my zone, leave your thong
    For me baby, I'll take it off with my teeth baby
    Ooh baby, mili on that crazy shit. Mess around
    Get karate kicked called me mr. Steal yo chick
    Been to hell and back, but now I'm here
    Gotta kill the beat, make it dissappear
    Rollin', ballin', same time. Write so much
    My ink dies, my pen be fuckin' paralyzed
    Real eyes, gotta realize
    We on one, you ain't on shit. I go hard
    Like gucci's bricks
    Flow hotter than lil wayne's truk fit
    Talk shit, get hit, ball hard real madrid
    I said talk shit, get hit, ball hard, real madrid
    And if we talkin' soccer, she got my b's lit
    They say inhale the good, exhale the bullshit

    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'

    Yeah homie I'm ballin', moves like kyrie irving
    When you get points on the board, the one's
    Who ain't clappin', those the ones who hurting
    Heard of 'em? Don't wanna be close with any of 'em
    If you don't like this, well, I wrote in under the sun
    I'm talking about that hot shit that makes ya baby go topless
    On top of that follow me on twitter at fuck you if you doubted me
    So what if the kid is young? He got history
    Misunderstood stood
    Under mess, stood under mess
    Changed my flow up, I can see an s appearing On my chest
    What's that mean? It don't mean nothing
    Ain't saying I'm the best
    I didn't come here to flex
    When the opportunity comes up
    Follow the tracks

    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'
    Yeah bitch, I'm rollin'
    Yeah, homie, I'm ballin'

    Yeah bitch I, catch me rollin'
    Yeah bitch I, catch me ballin'
    I said, yeah bitch I, catch me rollin'
    Yeah bitch I, catch me ballin'

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