“When He Looks at Me and I Look at Him Lyrics” sung by Ballin’ represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Mustard ft. Roddy Rich.
Im in the Drive Thru of Burger King Lyrics
(I don’t really wanna go, I don’t really wanna stay)
(But I really hope and pray (I don’t wanna))
(But can we get it together (Can we))
(Get it together (Together))
Mustard on the beat, ho
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
‘Cause all my n^^gas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin’ the mall with the whole team
Now a n^^ga can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’
I was wakin’ up, gettin’ racks in the morning
I was broke, now I’m rich, these n^^gas salty
All these designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy
Straight up out the Yajects, I’m a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean, I’ma sip, sip
I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip
But I got rich on all these n^^gas, I didn’t forget, back
I had to go through the struggle, I didn’t forget that
I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back
These b^^ches know me now ’cause I got them big racks
‘Cause I’m gettin’ money now, I know you heard that
Young n^^ga on the corner, b^^ch, I had to serve crack
Uncle fronted me some P’s, had to get them birds back
We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath
Cut off the brain and I give my b^^ch a new coupe
Either you from Yah Gang or you’re SuWoop
Got a New Orleans b^^ch and man, that p^^sy voodoo
And I’m that n^^ga now, who knew?
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
‘Cause all my n^^gas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin’ the mall with the whole team
Now a n^^ga can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’
I was wakin’ up, gettin’ racks in the morning
I was broke, now I’m rich, these n^^gas salty
I been wakin’ up to get the money, woah, woah
Got a bad b^^ch, her a^^ tatted, woah, woah
Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I’m f^^king ’em both
I put in a new AP, the water like a boat
I was down bad on my d^^k, where was you n^^gas at?
I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks
I see you swerve back, ’cause I’m in the black ‘Bach
New diamonds on me, f^^k a flash, this ain’t Snapchat
‘Cause I been gettin’ paid
Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
Got my baby mama that new Bentayga
Tryna get the dojo like a sensei, yeah
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I’m in the rain
I just mind my business
I got brothers that did the time, I ain’t kiddin’
All these rappers just talk about it, I live it
Goin’ up, I ain’t got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
‘Cause all my n^^gas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin’ the mall with the whole team
Now a n^^ga can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’
I was wakin’ up, gettin’ racks in the morning
I was broke, now I’m rich, these n^^gas salty
I, ayy, yeah
I’ve been ballin’, lil’ n^^ga
Now watch me ball on these n^^gas
Ayy, now watch me ball on these n^^gas, yeah
Now watch me ball on these n^^gas
Now watch me ball on these n^^gas, yeah, yeah
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