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{Intro: Yung Uel}
Yo, yo, ayy
{Verse 1: Yung Uel}
Yeah, I been ballin'
Ballin' so hard, shi', I feel like Spalding
Yeah, I been ballin'
Ballin' so hard, shi', I feel like Spalding
Countin' up these checks
Countin' up these racks
Girl like a doll, so I'll call her a Bratz
I'm countin' up these checks
Countin' up these racks
Goin' to the max, shi', I might need a plaque
I think I'm goin' mad, I think I'm goin' mad
I'm just tryna make some plans
I'm just tryna make some cash
I'm just tryna count these checks
I'm just tryna count these racks
{Interlude: FinnDaBin}
Cen-Cen-Central Gang, fuck you mean, bitch?
Stream this shit bro, fuck
Cen-Cen-Central Gang
{Verse 2: Yung God Ro}
Celebrate like Kobe, when I get thе ring
I serve the basе, soon as my phone rang (That's coke)
I trap in Cabramatta, with my oner named Chang
Shit's funny, I'll treat you like you're Sam Pang
Handed me your tape, I think your music's wank
Handed me your mate's tape, your brother's music stank
I hit you and just like North, you probably should've tanked
Call your bitch mummy, like that's not your nan's kid
{Outro: Yung God Ro}
Feelin' like Yeezy in V.S., everyone just naked
Unlimited guap glitch, I feel just like Drake's kid
That disgusting mark on your face, not where a snake bit
And I got so many racks, how could you even fake this?
{Intro: Yung Uel}
Yo, yo, ayy
{Verse 1: Yung Uel}
Yeah, I been ballin'
Ballin' so hard, shi', I feel like Spalding
Yeah, I been ballin'
Ballin' so hard, shi', I feel like Spalding
Countin' up these checks
Countin' up these racks
Girl like a doll, so I'll call her a Bratz
I'm countin' up these checks
Countin' up these racks
Goin' to the max, shi', I might need a plaque
I think I'm goin' mad, I think I'm goin' mad
I'm just tryna make some plans
I'm just tryna make some cash
I'm just tryna count these checks
I'm just tryna count these racks
{Interlude: FinnDaBin}
Cen-Cen-Central Gang, fuck you mean, bitch?
Stream this shit bro, fuck
Cen-Cen-Central Gang
{Verse 2: Yung God Ro}
Celebrate like Kobe, when I get thе ring
I serve the basе, soon as my phone rang (That's coke)
I trap in Cabramatta, with my oner named Chang
Shit's funny, I'll treat you like you're Sam Pang
Handed me your tape, I think your music's wank
Handed me your mate's tape, your brother's music stank
I hit you and just like North, you probably should've tanked
Call your bitch mummy, like that's not your nan's kid
{Outro: Yung God Ro}
Feelin' like Yeezy in V.S., everyone just naked
Unlimited guap glitch, I feel just like Drake's kid
That disgusting mark on your face, not where a snake bit
And I got so many racks, how could you even fake this?