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ball out - duffy (otm) lyrics

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[intro]
you know the truth
let me get in my bag, n*gga
ball out
all i know is ball out, n*gga
sh*t
(angel heaven sent)
n*gga

[chorus]
all i know is ball out, it’s hard not to
you need some drank? sh*t, i’m taxin’, but i got you
the opps over where? alright, we finna slide through
he two*faced, i see n*ggas switchin’ costumes
n*gga, you ain’t like me, and i ain’t like you (not the same)
sh*t, kick the door down, i’m like ryu (kick it down)
make the right move or n*ggas gon’ be dog food
ski masked up, your ass grass if we spot you

[verse 1]
dough getters the only b*tches i be nice to
tryna hide in malibu? i bet we find you
sh*t, keep the truth alive, yeah, we got to
we got chops, we got 9s, we got glocks too
f&ns, we got switches, we got xds (all that)
we got red, we got tris’, b*tch, we pour lean
money talk, sh*t, we even brought the pint of green
mud walkin’ all in neiman marcus, i like finer things
blower pokin’, hundreds bustin’ out my skinny jeans
you a buster, let a n*gga tell you anything
i’ve been through some sh*t that they would hate to see
i’m the truth, gotta get the bag by any means
[chorus]
all i know is ball out, it’s hard not to
you need some drank? sh*t, i’m taxin’, but i got you
the opps over where? alright, we finna slide through
he two*faced, i see n*ggas switchin’ costumes
n*gga, you ain’t like me, and i ain’t like you (not the same)
sh*t, kick the door down, i’m like ryu (kick it down)
make the right move or n*ggas gon’ be dog food
ski masked up, your ass grass if we spot you

[verse 2]
i can’t put the cup down, i’ve been tryin’ to
off the mussle out the mud, b*tch, i’m living proof
turn nothin’ into somethin’, we’ve been in the booth
we know the truth, to the police, we don’t tell the truth
clown n*gga, pump*fakin’ all on pro tools
stick pokin’, jewels dance when we come through
big dog, i’m still livin’ by a couple rules
we don’t listen to no rats, that sh*t not cool
who is you? just a whisper, i could get you chipped
deuce deuce up in the club, i brought emmitt smith
he a l!ck, why he rappin’ like he hittin’ l!cks?
he keep talkin’ ’bout some ice, that sh*t don’t exist
a lot to lose, i still act like i ain’t got no sense
in a fast whip masked up, i’m clutchin’ on bl!ck
the most chip, fly as sh*t and got the baddest b*tch
passed so many choppers out, i could’ve bought a kit
all i know is ball out, he sit on the bench
what i paid for this ‘fit, i could’ve paid his rent
n*ggas know it’s otm, b*tch, we never miss
that n*gga duffy in his duffy, n*gga, holy sh*t
[chorus]
all i know is ball out, it’s hard not to
you need some drank? sh*t, i’m taxin’, but i got you
the opps over where? alright, we finna slide through
he two*faced, i see n*ggas switchin’ costumes
n*gga, you ain’t like me, and i ain’t like you (not the same)
sh*t, kick the door down, i’m like ryu (not the same)
make the right move or n*ggas gon’ be dog food
ski masked up, your ass grass if we spot you

[outro]
you know the truth
(all i know is ball out), n*gga (it’s hard not to)
you n*ggas better pay closer attention, n*gga
to what the f*ck be goin’ on out here (you need some drank? sh*t, i’m taxin’, but i got you)
it’s ugly for n*ggas, i ain’t gon’ lie
all i know is ball out
he two*faced, i see n*ggas switchin’ costumes
this sh*t regular, what i tell you, peso?
n*gga, they see us out here spendin’ money, n*gga
nothin’ else, b*tch, keep on, you feel me, spendin’ this money’
makin’ this money, n*gga, you feel me
feedin’ the trenches like a real n*gga supposed to do
i don’t know what you n*ggas be doin’, n*gga, gettin’ high of y’all sh*t
n*gga
that lil’ clout ain’t gon’ last forever, buddy
n*gga
all i know is ball out

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