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Ballout - U Know Where to Find Us feat. Calboy [T.I.]
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ballout
Ballout
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Will Carthan
Will Carthan
Songwriter:in
Calvin Woods
Calvin Woods
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Pressure
Pressure
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Put the pressure on 'em (Hey, hey)
Twenties on me, know I'm high
8-0-Apes
Ay, gang (Ay)
[Verse 2]
Better keep your pipe when you ride
'Cause them killers, they on point, and they gon' slide
Finna roll me up some dope, it get me higher
I know you ain't gettin' no money, boy, you a liar
I might let this gun take your life
Yeah, I got this blicker on me, boy, don't try us
Just your friendly neighborhood killers, oh, don't mind us
Lil' **** said he want smoke, well, U know where to find us
[Verse 3]
SR-40's, .223's, carbon fiber (.223)
Forgiatos on them lil' bro tires (Skrrt, skrrt)
I don't say too much, 'cause **** wired (What?)
If I want to fuck her, then I fly her (Fly her)
I walk in the store cashin', I'm the buyer (I'm the buyer, bitch)
I'm the biggest dealer, supplier (Supplier, bitch)
.223 kickback got a lot of fire (Lot of fire, bitch)
My whole car wrapped in carbon fiber (Skrrt)
I'm smokin' out the pound, I need a lighter
This Bentley can't, but get me a little higher
Shawty say she got the mouth, I should try her (Top)
Addicted taken just l cause I'ma fly her
[Verse 4]
Better keep your pipe when you ride
'Cause them killers, they on point, and they gon' slide
Finna roll me up some dope, it get me higher
I know you ain't gettin' no money, boy, you a liar
I might let this gun take your life
Yeah, I got this blicker on me, boy, don't try us
Just your friendly neighborhood killers, oh, don't mind us
Lil' **** said he want smoke, well, U know where to find us
[Verse 5]
Bitch, I'm with the gang, you know how I'm bummin'
Bitch, I come from nothin', turned that shit to somethin'
Aimin' at his brain, they say go, I bust it
It ain't no discussion, don't tolerate fuck shit
I'm steady rollin' up ganja, sleep through the night, I'm thinkin' 'bout life
He wanna tweak with the squad, he playin' with his life, we takin' his life
He wanna talk like he hard, I told my lil' bro to tell him goodnight
I just might send him to God, 'cause I got this pipe, it put up a fight, yeah
[Verse 6]
Better keep your pipe when you ride
'Cause them killers, they on point, and they gon' slide
Finna roll me up some dope, it get me higher
I know you ain't gettin' no money, boy, you a liar
I might let this gun take your life
Yeah, I got this blicker on me, boy, don't try us
Just your friendly neighborhood killers, oh, don't mind us
Lil' **** said he want smoke, well, U know where to find us
Written by: Calvin Woods, Will Carthan
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