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Correct Ballin Lyrics
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Correct Ballin
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[Intro] Yeah, yeah Roc Andretti [?] [Chorus] Rockstar bitch on some rockstar shit Blue canaries on my wrist, best believe I bought it Racks on me, can't fit in my wallet Your bitch love me, said I'm hot like August Back when I was a jit, bro was really lit He was baggin' up his stick, but pretend I ain't saw it Got you bitches mad back then I called it Turn up this year, young Tatum, I'm ballin' [Bridge] Pull up all green, I'm always on the scene Puttin' all this work, done made me a target Bitches so bitter like they just chew garlic Everything coZ, we the hottest on the market Nigga hit me up, I don't want no love I'm not McLovin, bitch, my name cold hearted Me and young brodie be smokin' narcotics All white coupe, we parallel park it [Verse] Cookies got me feelin' like I'm a martian Gettin' lifted, bitch, I'm higher than the stars And that bitch wanna come and hang with us She can't hang 'cause that bitch a regular Told that boy "huddy", yeah, that dude tried to love me Said he wanna be friends, whole time tryna cuff me I ain't into that, I don't do lovey dovey Bossed up bitch, no Cassie, I'm Puffy Why don't you get in your bag? Why don't you get off your ass? Silly little bitches swear they make me laugh Pay 'em no mind, leave 'em in the past [Chorus] Rockstar bitch on some rockstar shit Blue canaries on my wrist, best believe I bought it Racks on me, can't fit in my wallet Your bitch love me, said I'm hot like August Back when I was a jit, bro was really lit He was baggin' up his stick, but pretend I ain't saw it Got you bitches mad back then I called it Turn up this year, young Tatum, I'm ballin'
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