BallOutNik - Pop Out

Pop da door jus let me out, i'm tryna let dis Glizzy Work. Bad Hoe say she a eater, set him up, let's get to work. Ion be wantin nun dese hoes i swear to god im jus a Flirt. Hoe say
Ballout, Do you Love me? , I love makin .9s Twerk. Keep my name up out yo mentions, Dont Gaf, Jus popped a Perc.

All dat dissin on da gram. Dawg, you know dat shit ain't street. Claim u catchin all dese bodies, man, u was just a athlete. My bitch stupid bad, like Betty Boo. I call her Ashley. Bitch i'm posted wit da 6, I'm sendin shots behind dat blick. Flippin Dope like dis da 80s. Heard yo bih wan fuc wit Nik, Dat hoe be all up on my dick.

Free Lil Murda Out da Gates. Hit da gas, Der go da Jakes. Only do it for da thrill, I Threw Bac a Perky pill. Throwin plays jus like im Jordan Travis, Shoot shit like Bradley Beal. Swapped da 30 for a 50. Walk em down nd cleared da bidness. Pape ain neva been an issue. Reup, Flip dat shit again.
I been itching to let dis 30 talk, betta thank twice, fore u play wit me. Bitch im NOT da 2 i am da 1. Pop out, nd Test ya luck. I'll Empty out dis fully, nd let dis Draco sang like Cardi B.. All dese niggas hoes, Stunning on da net don't want smoke wit me. In nd out of court, dats bac to bac, Free my lil brother. Gon slang dat iron, errtime, 200 shots behind dis cutta.

Dey say Ballout M.I.A..
Stick to da code. Been Out da way, But Best believe, If You come fishin round dis way, Den You gon Lay. Ridin dirty Wit dese Sticks nd Drums, Hit shit like Alan Page. On my life, i work da fye, Diss on Guap den u gon die. Swang da door dese 223 nd 556 gon blow ya mind. Young as fuck but boy i'm dead serious, Slap err glock wit 60. Doing da best i can to make it out, Bein a product of da City. She drop da lo, den dats a win. Jit a Fool, I caught u lacking, Fam im puttin Belt to Ass. Dont gaf if dats yo dog or not, I catch u dats yo ass. Troll ah rappin on IG, Roll yo ah into a Pack. 2-4, posted on da Block, Throwin plays, Jus like im Vick, Bitch i been Fiening for a lick, I can't lie dis shit hea Sick. Feel like i'm Kelce, get in motion. Pop a X feel like i'm floating. Im wit Tjump. Fuck a label, Wet up yo spot jus like da Ocean.

All my niggas BTA, Ridin wit dem Fully Dracs. Heard yo main hoe tryn Fuck, all In yo city bussin plays. Double Dutch dats Twin glocks, Jump out da gym, Like Michael J. She say Ballout u da man. Bout da guys bitch ian playin. If u stay down while it's ruff, Might get yo Titties lifted Up. It ain shit to buy a Bitch a Lace, Guap Kno I keep a K. Come through Wit dat Dirty Rachet, Sosa Jit He Bound to blow. Ballout like Da Boogeyman, Fuck dat let's go Tag For Toe. Ion wan rap wit Nan, All i kno is up da Sco. When i came through wit dese 223s, Jit Thought he seen a Ghost. Hit da gas im otw. Niggas hoes, Dats DOA. Boujee Nigga I Have My Way. Hoes say Ballout have my Baby.

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