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[Beelow:] Shit nigga you ain't know, this that ballin' click nigga This how we do it, Nigga drop a thousand on the floor and don't even miss it Ha, whatcha you workin wit, ha, I'm workin wit a mil, nigga what You ain't heard [Chorus: x4] What u workin wit, what u workin wit, what u workin wit, ha What u workin wit [Verse 1: Beelow] I'm workin five hundred thous, to you dummies that's a half a mil To some of that, invested it in my grill Got these diamonds on my wrist shining And if you haters get to close, it's for sure to blind ya It ain't no since in me stunting Talking 'bout a roll in the hummers Cause I know them boys be some chiefing last summer Buffet fire is my drink, and I drinks it daily So I buys it by the truck load, so I can bag my lady Nigga fade my that's a unt uh I can't be stopped 300 thousand shift when my album dropped SongtexteBrand new video bumping, so they can see my face And a thousand strong streets he might have paid for the way Ballin records on the map yeah we setting it off No Limit Soldiers ain't the only one that can bat in that south 300 dollar studio to make these hits Yeah we workin wit a mil or better [Chorus: x4] [Verse 2: Beelow] I'm workin wit that Cadillac jeep when it's time to flex And I had to buy my own bank to cash these checks Gotta string of music thugs so I can roll these tapes And I'm thinking bout that million-dollar home on the lake Okay, unt uh, that ain't that ballin motto Spend big faces by the million like I hit the lotto Got cost by the car load, by the truck load My big ballin status keep they mind on fuck ho's Playa haters all around us trying to figure out how I did it How got it by how I get was how I live it Thugged out for sure, with that ballin armor on my chest Ready for war, cause it protects me like a vest Seven figure nigga, I'm that nigga that brought you ackin bad Rolling on them things, making my cheese how the hell they bad Whoa! You ain't know I had it like this I'm workin mil or better nigga [Chorus: x4] [Verse 3:] I'm workin wit a mil or better As I flex in that stretch Lex Throw away mo cash then yo last year paycheck Roll big blunts, we use nothing but big faces Ask me why I do it cause I love my money chasing Love stunting, I play them ho's how it goes Put that dick in they life and keep them bitches on they tippy toes And when I roll it gotta be them big bodies, 17's spinning, if you don't know it Break you off in a second that's how us ballers do it Drop the ki's on the dice like it ain't nothing to it Gotta floss on them haters make 'em respect my mind Uht oh you done had ya turn boy now its my turn Ballin 4 Billions in yo face like ha nigga what If it ain't about paper nigga keep ya mouth shut Niggas worried about my D Impala blocking on my shit I'm workin wit a mil or better nigga [Chorus: repeat until fade] Aus Songtexte Mania