Ballin Hard (2019)

[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Ballin' hard, bitch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the shit, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties
Ballin' hard, bitch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the shit, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties

[Verse 1: Troy Ave]
When I'm in LA, I stay in Beverly Hills
It remind me of being home, you know that rich nigga feel
If you ain't getting money, nigga you don't know how it feel
The freshest nigga in my family since my uncle was killed
I should go out to Bel-Air and say what's up Uncle Phil?
He a fictional character, nigga I'm just too real
You know me cause I'm a trapper, a shooter and kill
I say because I took my mama out the hood for real
I took my own bread, and gave myself a record deal
When I deal now I'm only doing distribution
Fuck your deal, if it ain't for that distribution
I'm a big dog, baby with a cut tail
VVS shine [?]
And I'm still out on half a million dollar bail
And I'd still rather murder you before I tell
Murder you before I tell

[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Ballin' hard, bitch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the shit, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties
Ballin' hard, bitch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the shit, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties

[Verse 2: Troy Ave]
[?] you niggas all capo
You wanna face fight, tweet, beef and rap battle
I really clap at you, I really cat nap you
Pussy niggas, no emotion, then I laugh at you
Hah hah hah, that's a body, this a scar
I'm on Sunset with a baddy doin' a [?] in a car
Couple bucks left at the bar
Yeah, we drunk, [?]
Cause they ain't gon' run up on me like they did Pac, nigga

[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Ballin' hard, bitch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the shit, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties
Ballin' hard, bitch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the shit, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
I'm the fecal matter, just like the shit out your bladder
You's a pussy, you don't matter, run up on me, bullets scatter
Rat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a
Fuck the gossip and the chatter
Diamond choker 'round my throat, guess the pockets getting fatter
Whippin the dope up, bitch this a hold up
Me and the gang, we never broker
[?] you got me fucked up
All blue hundreds, my money loced 'em
Mouth on freezer, ice on teeth
And my love for the Cali reefer
Stingy with your bitch Ebenezer
After she ate my dick had to leave her
Ride 2 seater
Manage the trap like pussy-ass nigga you livin' the [?] life
Should've been out there, getting your sack right
[?] get your racks right
Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada, I gets to have all that shit
Baby mama she's a monster, she gon' swallow all the kids
But your bitch so messy man, she gon' tell all the biz
[?] about the way she suck my partner dick
Makin' a flick on the iPhone, but I'm real, I would never tell
Baby daddy's pockets goldfish, and my shit on well

[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Ballin' hard, bitch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the shit, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties
Ballin' hard, bitch I'm hoopy, very hoopy
Diamonds dance like a groupie
Nice and bluey
I'm the shit, I'm the dooky
She said she blew me
In the Rari's how you scoop me
Don't do hoopties