Ball Ina Fall

Let’s go Yea Gang gang go JOKA GANG I’m back ona road again Lets go Damn it’s cold again I’m back ona road again Gotta keep me a glick In my coat again I might bag me a bitch At my show again Walking through Bitches dropping they jaws Leaky said we don’t F*ck wit the law Switch it up And I turned to a boss All my niggas going ball Ina fall Gang go Damn it’s cold again I’m back ona road again Gotta keep me a glick In my coat again I might bag me a bitch At my show again Walking through Bitches dropping they jaws Leaky said we don’t F*ck wit the law Switch it up And I turned to a boss All my niggas going ball Ina fall Gang let’s go Damn it’s cold again Traps they keep opening Pounds they keep rolling in They boy fucked up the pack Here we go again These hoes loving the way Dat I’m going in I don’t hop on beat I be flowing in Gotta get to the money Cause I know dat these bitches Want me I might f*ck your hoe again Ima boss when I walk through The trap Need a verse I need five For a track Pulling up 5% it’s all black Im wit the gang hopping out Who is dat Run up on JOKA I bet you get smacked Lol bitch Niggas keep hating But these bitches love me Lol shawty want shots From the back Walking through And they screaming see me And break down Oh lol shawty don’t know How to act I say f*ck it don’t care for Designer Punching clocks cause my life Ona timer Turnt it up did this shit for My mama Hit the streets bitch you know Ima Grinder Ima grinder bitch Real niggas stand tall The goofey niggas they Behind us You know my niggas going Ball Ina fall we grinding like Damn it’s cold again I’m back ona road again Gotta keep me a glick In my coat again I might bag me a bitch At my show again Walking through Bitches dropping they jaws Leaky said we don’t F*ck wit the law Switch it up And I turned to a boss All my niggas going ball Ina fall GANG GANG GO Damn it’s cold again I’m back ona road again Gotta keep me a glick In my coat again I might bag me a bitch At my show again Walking through Bitches dropping they jaws Leaky said we don’t F*ck wit the law Switch it up And I turned to a boss All my niggas going ball Ina fall Gang let’s go Damn it’s cold again Traps they keep opening Pounds they keep rolling in They boy fucked up the pack Here we go again These hoes loving the way Dat I’m going in I don’t hop on beat I be flowing in Gotta get to the money Cause I know dat these bitches Want me I might f*ck your hoe again Ima boss when I walk through The trap Need a verse I need five For a track