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Ballin' (feat. King Solomon II & King Rapture III)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ballin' (feat. King Solomon II & King Rapture III) was released on November 4, 2017 by Logic. All rights reserved. Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws. Distributed by Catapult. as a part of the album Welcome to Rapture
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Release DateNovember 4, 2017
LabelLogic. All rights reserved. Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws. Distributed by Catapult.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

Lyrics

'Cause they want a little bit
I want it all (I want it all)
They wanna flex
I wanna ball (I wanna ball)
They wanna stunt on them
I want it all (I want it all)
I ain't playin' with these ****
Tell 'em what I came for y'all
I came to ball
I came to ball
I came to ball
I ain't playin' with these ****
Tell 'em what I came for y'all
I came to ball
Funny thing about the game it's different
All these kids why they hop and skipping
Little Yatchies with the little oars
With the little boats
But they slow, it's different
I'ma tell you what it oughta be
Boy I spit boy I'll teach you strategy
And one more time lemme tell you now
Welcome-welcome King Solomon's Academy
Like skrrt, I cannot lose
You wanna get in you plug in the fuse
I wanna get it, I get it, I got it
You wanna get with the music abuse
I gotta tell these **** what they wan' do
I tell these girls what they gon' do
Say I hop it out and if you tell me though
I'ma have to prolly keep a semi though
Like skrrt
It's that late night trip, huh
Boy I said a late night pimp, huh
You know the flow is so gifted, huh
They wanna walk but they lift it
Holy waters I be walkin' boy
You see the zombie walking while you talkin'
Boy you wanna get in faster to the coffin
And I ain't playin' **** I do this shit too often
Y'all wanna play with a mobster
I wouldn't give no imposter
She wanna get on it now though, huh
You wanna smoke with a Rasta, huh
She wanna do what she can though, huh
I keep her lit like Ricardo
She ain't even loose it all on her mouth
Put it on her nose
Swear she couldn't vibe though
'Cause they want a little bit
I want it all (I want it all)
They wanna flex
I wanna ball (I wanna ball)
They wanna stunt on them
I want it all (I want it all)
I ain't playin' with these ****
Tell 'em what I came for y'all
I came to ball
I came to ball
I came to ball
I ain't playin' with these ****
Tell 'em what I came for y'all
I came to ball
Tell 'em
Came to ball
I'm an Eighties baby
Paid a fool my **** get it pronto
Snipers and the bleachers
Make you see L.A. like Gonzo
Footwork cross a **** hit him with the pump fake
Make him Harlem Shake
Step back lean to left, let it go splash
You don't want this Jordan fade like woo
All of ma **** gettin' money
All of ma **** dream teamers, woo
I get to poppin' I'm livin' the fast life
'Cause I'm dream feindin' how 'bout you
Space shuttle 'bout to ball out
Like a king would do
Hit the scene with a thing or two
Draped up in a mink or two like
All of ma **** get the paper pack
Holy-holy-moly-rolly Jack Frost on my bezel
They can't hold me
Feel the Holy Spirit everywhere I'm rolling homie
Hit a **** with the warp speed
With patterns from Saturn that splatter your tavern
Open it up through the tabernacle
Slice your adam's apple
Now you're free from the shackles
'Cause they want a little bit
I want it all (I want it all)
They wanna flex
I wanna ball (I wanna ball)
They wanna stunt on them
I want it all (I want it all)
I ain't playin' with these ****
Tell 'em what I came for y'all
I came to ball
I came to ball
I came to ball
I ain't playin' with these ****
Tell 'em what I came for y'all?
I came to ball
Written by: Alexander Izquierdo, Jeremy McArthur, Robert Hall
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