text: Ballin
  Nigga we ballin
  All of my niggas get airtime
  Niggas call burner The Barber
  The way I put shit to his hairline
  Nigga gotta problem, hit the nigga with the llama
  If a nigga gotta problem, shoot a nigga in his dick
  Im the slumpy man
  Good night little bitch its bedtime
  30 around my belt loop, and im not talking my waist size
  Burner in the cut, nigga
  Pasta eat that for lunch nigga
  School of hard knocks I got a degree in
  Swagging on you fuck niggas
  I smoke like a Rasta
  Eat like Italian that expensive pasta
  You dont want that problem
  Im Dr. Dolittle, I talk to the llama
  I should buy a whale I just bought a lion his name is Damonté
  I just bought Bugatti, I drove all the way to San Clemente
  Young Nigga spend thirty racks on his belt cuzz
  Young Nigga got bread like a homeless shelter
  I make snow angels with the cocaine
  All my niggas keep heaters, we dont need jackets
  I spent a lot of money, I’m happy
  I slumped a fuck nigga, I’m happy
  I fucked a Thotiana, I’m happy
  I just bought a Bugatti, I’m happy
  Happy
  I’m so damn happy
  You niggas can’t down me
  I’m always happy
  As long as I got money
  And these bitches on me
  They really want meee
  Girl, get up on me
  You know that I want you
  You know what me, and money can do
  I spent a lot of money, I’m happy
  I slumped a fuck nigga, I’m happy
  I fucked a Thotiana, I’m happy
  I just bought a Bugatti, I’m happy
  Bad yellow bitch, oh god, she on me
  Nasty nigga eat the pussy like macaroni
  You talkin shit I got the dogs they be on me
  I got the toolie in the stendo they be on me
  Turnt up nigga in the club
  With a bad bitch, nigga I’m smoking bud
  I don’t give a fuck, crash here in the club
  I’m a J, nigga what’s good
  Js over here, Js over there
  Me and my partner, J
  All we do is smoke weed, I’m over here
  Aba-akeh I kill em
  Just like that shit
  These motherfuckers over here
  I dont know why they talkin shit
  Cause they see me on my shit, nigga
  I’m always on my shit
  Yeeeaahhh, may as well look dumb and take a shit
  All over you pussy-ass hoes, this is how it goes
  You been exposed, bitch, take off yo clothes
  Do this shit fo sho
  Can’t fuck with me and my flow
  Nigga, this how it go-oowoah
  Bitch, I’m off the chain, off the chain
  Chillin on my neck right here
  This my fuckin thang
  Dude, this shit is off the chain
  Do these motherfuckers see the shit in my brain?
  Yall just the same niggas, aren’t you? Saaame
  Yeah, nigga
  You know it ain’t a motherfuckin track unless L-Boy on this shit
  We done shut it down. Young Nigga. IceJJ collab, my nigga
  I’m letting yall know, niggas. It’s real official now, my nigga
  We comin in ya house, slappin ya breakfast burrito out yo hand, nigga
  Cause we happy, nigga
  We takin the irrigation system. And fuckin it up, my nigga
  We changin ya muthuhfuckin address, nigga
  ‘Cause we ain’t playin’ no mo, nigga
  We uprootin your carpet, nigga
  Puttin hardwood floors in, nigga
  It’s over
  I’m runnin in ya house, shootin ya first-born son
  Changin his diaper after he’s dead
  My nigga, what’s good, nigga? What are we? What? Nigga
  We changin ya address ‘cause we happy, nigga. 
  We outta this bitch, nigga.