LMFO

[Intro]
(Kidd Ace on this bitch, so you know he cooked it)

[Chorus: Bally Baby]
What you need today? (Huh?)
I'm still sellin' new pack in the same clothes from yesterday (From yesterday)
Nigga ain't got nothin' but a Glock, nigga that's the wrong box
Fine shit talkin' 'bout, "Ice me out," she know I got a knot
Yeah, okay
Let me find out you niggas finished, hatin' on the low
Let me find out you got Traffic Jam, can't even move a 'bow (And what?)
Let me find out you hustlin' backwards, trickin' on these hoes
Let me find out these niggas cappin', they ain't get no load (Okay)

[Verse 1: ABGR Lil Cory]
I'm a shark up in the trap, these niggas small fish, Nemo
So much money on me, all these goddamn cheetahs like Cheeto
Niggas poor and shit (Yeah), my pockets stay flooded with a B-roll
Boss ain't nothin' to me, nigga, I can flip a metric ton
Why compete with niggas? Nigga, I done already won
Know I been the one, stay doin' shit these niggas never done
I still shine in the dark, 'bout to ruin up niggas like the sun
How you trappin' outchea, you ain't got no money for your bond?
I like my money crispy, 30K I blew, this shit look neat
I'm a young rich nigga (Yeah), feel like G, I need a super freak
I make a bitch do what I want, she ain't prayin', but on her knees
Hundred K in a backpack, light ten get you gone for cheap, yeah

[Chorus: Bally Baby]
What you need today? (Huh?)
I'm still sellin' new pack in the same clothes from yesterday (From yesterday)
Nigga ain't got nothin' but a Glock, nigga that's the wrong box
Fine shit talkin' 'bout, "Ice me out," she know I got a knot
Yeah, okay
Let me find out you niggas finished, hatin' on the low
Let me find out you got Traffic Jam, can't even move a 'bow (And what?)
Let me find out you hustlin' backwards, trickin' on these hoes
Let me find out these niggas cappin', they ain't get no load (Okay)

[Verse 2: Bally Baby]
A shoebox ain't enough for this shit, tryna fill a safe
Niggas fucked up, don't wan' swing a door, still tryna find a Chase (Crazy)
I spent two racks on Balenci' boots, I'm still servin' J's
I got twenty different flavors in the trap, nigga, I don't even know the names
I can't leave the trap alone
Plays on my line, I'm puttin' this trap shit on a microphone
I'm smokin' ammo in the pent', could see the Georgia Dome
Put limo tint up on the whip, but still see every stone, yeah (Okay)
Been had racks, ask how I got it, this shit came from takin' risks
Started with a zip, I ain't have a pot to piss
I got this shit out the mud, that's why I keep sippin' Tris
These niggas playin' with packs, they fucked it up, these niggas grits

[Chorus: Bally Baby]
What you need today? (Huh?)
I'm still sellin' new pack in the same clothes from yesterday (From yesterday)
Nigga ain't got nothin' but a Glock, nigga that's the wrong box
Fine shit talkin' 'bout, "Ice me out," she know I got a knot
Yeah, okay
Let me find out you niggas finished, hatin' on the low
Let me find out you got Traffic Jam, can't even move a 'bow (And what?)
Let me find out you hustlin' backwards, trickin' on these hoes
Let me find out these niggas cappin', they ain't get no load (Okay)