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Telegram κυκλοφόρησε στις 12 Αυγούστου 2025 από Bally Baby ως μέρος του άλμπουμ WDF Did You Expect?!
ΆλμπουμWDF Did You Expect?!
12 Αυγούστου 2025
ΕτικέταBally Baby
ΓλώσσαEnglish
BPM75
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[Intro]
(Yeah, this it, Mike Gotti, this it)
(Turn me up, Jayway)
[Instrumental]
Okay, pick a pocket, I got presidents in all of 'em
Fresh as fuck, ain't take a pic, 10K on a mall run
**** know how I got lit, juggin' terps what turned me up
Thousand bags, do that a week, can't no **** call my bluff
Fishtail when I bend the corner, got the spot hot like a sauna
My best friend the money counter, I don't do nothin' but thumb through commas
I ain't never scrape the pot, I don't do nothin' but work a scale
We got boxes at the spot, fuck you doin' on Telegram?
[Verse 1]
****, get up, beat your feet, ****, turn your hustle up
I been knockin' down these pounds, I done got my muscle up
**** must've bumped they head, thinkin' they could fuck with us
Never too much money, ****, too much money ain't enough
I put my trust in the fours, bankroll too sloppy, won't fold
It ain't no love in the streets, I gave my heart to these 'bows
She know it's nothin' to me, she get whatever she want
I keep it overly P, this shit ain't never a front
[Chorus]
Okay, pick a pocket, I got presidents in all of 'em
Fresh as fuck, ain't take a pic, 10K on a mall run
**** know how I got lit, juggin' terps what turned me up
Thousand bags, do that a week, can't no **** call my bluff
Fishtail when I bend the corner, got the spot hot like a sauna
My best friend the money counter, I don't do nothin' but thumb through commas
I ain't never scrape the pot, I don't do nothin' but work a scale
We got boxes at the spot, fuck you doin' on Telegram?
[Verse 2]
Flew way 'cross the country just to get a box sent in the mail
Profit off this work, then take a bad bitch shopping at Chanel
See me out in public with my main bitch, ho, just keep it player
Signed a record deal and sewed the city up with bricks and bales
Bust a 'bow, I wholesale, these molly rocks got a strong smell
Diamonds on these clock, I'm talkin' 'bout flak', I need another scale
Got the hood on my back, my city, I feel like the mayor
Hoes that tell the business, can't fuck with 'em, lil' bitch kiss and tell
I done ran my money up, I'm pourin' lines in a double cup
Lil' bitch shakin' ass for bucks, this AMG go fast as fuck
Outside with that shit on, a couple racks, and this glizzy tucked
All I gotta do is drop a bag and they come get at you
[Chorus]
Pick a pocket, I got presidents in all of 'em
Fresh as fuck, ain't take a pic, 10K on a mall run
**** know how I got lit, juggin' terps what turned me up
Thousand bags, do that a week, can't no **** call my bluff
Pick a pocket, I got presidents in all of 'em
Fresh as fuck, ain't take a pic, 10K on a mall run
**** know how I got lit, juggin' terps what turned me up
Thousand bags, do that a week, can't no **** call my bluff
Written by: Bally Baby
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