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Ballout - So Fast lyrics

Artist: Ballout

album: GLOPRINT 3D


Ball
(Kid Hazel)
Car so fast it might pop a wheelie (woo)
Bitch so bad copped her from Phillie (Phillie)
I get racks and the opps so silly (ah)
Blood Gang nigga, but I ain't no Billy (Blood Gang)
Ridin' in a Cat playin' with her kitty
Everybody know we run the city
I been Cali gettin' high like a hippie
Foreign drive by itself, I'ma count 50s
Bitch so bad keep staring at her titties
I'm in the club, all the bad bitches with me
I'm in the section all these fuck niggas feel me
I'm makin' sure everybody fuckin' hear me
I'm makin' sure everybody fuckin' see me
I'm in hills sitting on a fuckin' couch (yeah)
Or I'm in the hills standing on the fuckin' counter (Ballout)
Everybody walkin' around with a fuckin' bottle (uh)
And I'm walking around with a fucking waddle (pour)
Who wanna bet nigga who wanna gamble?
I can bet this shit for tomorrow
Who want a bottle? Who want a hollow? (I got this shit)
I'm in this bitch rockin' World of Sorrow
We send the bullets just like spirals
I'm in Zeo and Camaro parked in the Ghetto, shit going federal
This bitch said my dick is incredible
She just want to eat it up just like an edible
I put my jewelry on so I look flexible
I be in a foreign and I'ma bring her ass fastable
I need meds, I gotta take my medicals
Smokin' this gas, I'm takin' my vegetables
Pussy-ass nigga, you nigga so tastable
AP on my Cardillac and skelly too
.45 on me and I'm not hesitant
Police grab me but there was no evidence (no)
Niggas playin' around, he gon' be heaven sent
Mansion so big, this is my residence
Money machine, it count dead presidents
What's in the hood? I think it's an elephant
I know you gettin' money, but I'm not sellin' it
I ain't fuckin' around hoes, I think I'm celibate
Behind my back, hoes say I'm elegant
Parked outside and you know I'm all in it
We ain't hittin' hills, I'm tolerant
Nigga dissin' everybody, he ain't relevant
Tryna get me out my elevant
Trackhawk and I'm ridin' a pellican
Hellcat, I'm goin' to hell on it
I ain't stop for 12, I'm bailing it
Car so fast I might pop a wheelie (woo)
Bitch so bad copped her from Phillie (Phillie)
I get racks and the opps so silly (ah)
Blood Gang nigga, but I ain't no Billy (Blood Gang)
Ridin' in a Cat playin' with her kitty
Everybody know we run the city
I been Cali gettin' high like a hippie
Foreign drive by itself, I'ma count 50s
Bitch so bad keep staring at her titties
I'm in the club, all the bad bitches with me
I'm in the section all these fuck niggas feel me
I'm makin' sure everybody fuckin' hear me
I'm makin' sure everybody fuckin' see me
I'm in hills sitting on a fuckin' couch (yeah)
Or I'm in the hills standing on the fuckin' counter (Ballout)
Everybody walkin' around with a fuckin' bottle (uh)

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