Ballin’ By Mustard Ft Roddy Ricch (Clean - 1 Hour)

Lyrics Mustard on the beat, ho I put the new Forge's on the G I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath 'Cause all my n***** got it out the streets I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team Now a n**** can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin' I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin' I was broke now I'm rich, these n***** salty All this designer on my body got me drip, drip (ay) Straight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip I run the racks up with my queen, like London and Nip But I got rich on all these n*****, I didn't forget, bet I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that I hopped inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back These b***** know me now, 'cause I got them big racks 'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that Young n**** on the corner, b**** I had to serve crack Uncle fronted me some P's had to get them birds back We came up on dirty money, I gave it a bird bath Cut off the brain and I give my b**** a new coupe Either you frontin' y'all gang or y'all suwoop Got a New Orleans b**** and man that p**** voodoo And I'm that n**** now, who knew? I put the new Forgi's on the G I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath 'Cause all my n***** got it out the streets I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team Now a n**** can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin' I was wakin' up gettin' racks in...