BALLER FREESTYLE (lujos y placeres)

Yecko on the beat
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gra-gra, boom, boom, boom, boom
Tell me, Yecko
The Ballers of the City

I got a new spot, like my dick's on the rise
If you don’t want trouble, better tell him not to move
You’re way too grown, babe, for your young age
Come down to the block, I’ll pass you the–
Gra-gra, boom

She hangs out at Fifty, doesn’t like the small scene
Poppy, poppy, I give her more than she needs
If I give you a walk-in, you better not say a word
Take a walkie-talkie, I’ll keep you in the loop

She’s looking for sex, luxury, and pleasure
I’m working for you, babe, how pretty you are
I got you in 4K, and he’s got you in pixels
My ride’s 24/7, has leather seats

That dude of yours snitches on his crew
That’s not baller behavior, babe, break it off
He’ll never do shit, never been on a mission
And if he fakes me, I swear, I’ll put him on TV

I move like Shakira, what the hell is he looking at?
Don’t stare weird, babe, if that dude can’t shoot
Rolling in the whip, no mirage
If I’m at the club, you don’t have to wait in line

If I hop in the ride, don’t catch me in a Kia Rio
Hit me up if you want more than just a thief
I blow 100K every time I’m bored
He started smoking, and we caught him all baked

Brunette, I’m not going, you know how I am
I always roll with backup, or else, I don’t go
The Draco comes into the club, if not, I don’t sing
I got her on me, screaming in tune

After I’m done, I pull up my pants and I’m out (I’m out)
I didn’t come to hang, I don’t give it all
Leaving the studio, I’ma fuck a model
I always dive underwater with the goggles

Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
I always dive underwater with the goggles
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
(I always dive underwater with the goggles)

Uh (if you want more than just a thief)
The Ballers of the City (he started smoking, and we caught him all baked)
From the city, yeah
Tell me, Turbo
Tell me, Yecko
(He started smoking, and we caught him all baked)