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Ballin' Out
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ballin' Out was released on January 27, 2020 by Chubby Productions as a part of the album Fifty Two Weeks
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Release DateJanuary 27, 2020
LabelChubby Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ChubzDaDon
ChubzDaDon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Atekel Mclarty
Atekel Mclarty
Songwriter

Lyrics

I've been chilling for a while now
Gucci shades low fades that's my style now
Fuck a sip of Cristal
I need a bitch name Crystal
To act like she in the clubs and strip down
I'm pointing at my lap and tell her face to sit down
And I only fuck with her cause I love the way she gets down
All you **** all clowns
Took they last pack and I left them with some frowns
They started talking shit, we left them in the ground
Now how that sound
I'm smoking on that loud till my head pounds
The **** couldn't talk after I said pounds
He like damn son that's how you gets down
Well **** moving stupid
And tell your bitch to move if she's looking for a cupid
I was in a hard top, looking roofless
Back when my jeans told the truth bitch
Look at me funny Imma' to lose it
All my **** here and we ballin' out
Any problems here then we call um out
And we ain't trying to talk it out
As you can see the money's what we all about
So money's what we talk about
The streets where I work so I'm never clocking out
Until my fucking clock is out
The street's where I work so I'm never clocking out
Don't compete you don't compare
You seen my dogs better beware
I elevate and took the stairs
I'm screaming Woo
Like I'm Ric Flair
The journeys better than being here
Future statements
No hand outs or placements
I'm improving with greatness
See I'm OK with the late shift
Me I dig graves on a basis
And I pour bottles of aces
For the careers
That I turned into cold cases
I use to want the new rolie
The pollies, and the ollies
Till I thought about it deep
I'm trying to own some state property two
You **** fake as El plaga
Man my head filled with lava
I was behind a couple years
But I'm so glad that I caught up
**** sniffing that saw dust
Supply your high with your product
You out your mind boy that ain't shit that they taught us
All these finna' be gangster's
Why they moving so anxious
She home body no anklet
And she love when I spank it
I'm 800 degrees
I was so young making my money like there was a hundred of me
Two different languages that soldiers and generals speak
All my **** here and we ballin' out
Any problems here then we call um out
And we ain't trying to talk it out
As you can see the money's what we all about
So money's what we talk about
The streets where I work so I'm never clocking out
Until my fucking clock is out
The street's where I work so I'm never clocking out
Written by: Atekel Mclarty
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