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Iball - VloneTroop Lyrics



Iball - VloneTroop Lyrics
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Uh uh...
(Huh?)
Uh uh...
(Ok no no no no)
Uh UH!
(Oh?)
Glock with a dick, it love f*cking faces
White folks in my pocket, I am not a racist
I don't trip bout hoes, I don't have no laces
Moma said don't worry son just be patient
Being broke for years make you impatient
Iball gone fall off, you can keep waiting
I just f*cked yo bih but she not staying
No no stay the night, I call her Uber
I be in her dreams like I'm Freddy Kruger
Ima f*ck her moma, she's a sexy cougar
Shooter here, one call. I call that boy Gruber
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger
I don't f*ck on basics
Slice em up like Jason
These niggas be faking
But his girl I'm taking
Trapping out the vacant
Serving up my patients
Call me doctor Iball
Bitch you know that iball
Shitting on them, no stall
Three to his back like Chris Paul
Yeah I had to drop him off
Iball had to drop him off
Bitch iball like harden, up that rocket, now he taking off
Dripping on these niggas, yeah that prego, I got too much sauce
(That's too much sauce)
(That's too much sauce)
(That's too much sauce!)
Last bitch be stalking she under pictures
See I got a bag, ask me do I miss her
She just want some money so I just dismissed her
It's plenty fish in the sea, that makes me a fisher
Hard on thots, bitch I'm hard on thots
Ion care if you hot, you can still get blocked
Uncle in that kitchen, whipping Betty crock
I like rocking Nike flops but these still Gucci socks
Run up get popped (Bow!)
Watch that boy dropped (Skrrr!)
I can't be stopped (NuUnn)
Iced up my clock (Huh?)
I was f*cked up, couldn't buy a pair of socks
Guess I lucked up, everybody say I'm hot
Glock with a dick, it love f*cking faces
White folks in my pocket, I am not a racist
I don't trip bout hoes, I don't have no laces
Moma said don't worry son just be patient
Being broke for years make you impatient...
Being broke for years make you impatient...
Iball gone fall off, you can keep waiting
I just f*cked yo bih but she not staying
No no stay the night, I call her Uber
I be in her dreams, just like Freddy Kruger
Ima f*ck her moma, she's a sexy cougar
Shooter here, one call. I call that boy Gruber
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger!
Yeahhhh!
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Uh uh...
(Huh?)
Uh uh...
(Ok no no no no)
Uh UH!
(Oh?)
Glock with a dick, it love f*cking faces
White folks in my pocket, I am not a racist
I don't trip bout hoes, I don't have no laces
Moma said don't worry son just be patient
Being broke for years make you impatient
Iball gone fall off, you can keep waiting
I just f*cked yo bih but she not staying
No no stay the night, I call her Uber
I be in her dreams like I'm Freddy Kruger
Ima f*ck her moma, she's a sexy cougar
Shooter here, one call. I call that boy Gruber
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger
I don't f*ck on basics
Slice em up like Jason
These niggas be faking
But his girl I'm taking
Trapping out the vacant
Serving up my patients
Call me doctor Iball
Bitch you know that iball
Shitting on them, no stall
Three to his back like Chris Paul
Yeah I had to drop him off
Iball had to drop him off
Bitch iball like harden, up that rocket, now he taking off
Dripping on these niggas, yeah that prego, I got too much sauce
(That's too much sauce)
(That's too much sauce)
(That's too much sauce!)
Last bitch be stalking she under pictures
See I got a bag, ask me do I miss her
She just want some money so I just dismissed her
It's plenty fish in the sea, that makes me a fisher
Hard on thots, bitch I'm hard on thots
Ion care if you hot, you can still get blocked
Uncle in that kitchen, whipping Betty crock
I like rocking Nike flops but these still Gucci socks
Run up get popped (Bow!)
Watch that boy dropped (Skrrr!)
I can't be stopped (NuUnn)
Iced up my clock (Huh?)
I was f*cked up, couldn't buy a pair of socks
Guess I lucked up, everybody say I'm hot
Glock with a dick, it love f*cking faces
White folks in my pocket, I am not a racist
I don't trip bout hoes, I don't have no laces
Moma said don't worry son just be patient
Being broke for years make you impatient...
Being broke for years make you impatient...
Iball gone fall off, you can keep waiting
I just f*cked yo bih but she not staying
No no stay the night, I call her Uber
I be in her dreams, just like Freddy Kruger
Ima f*ck her moma, she's a sexy cougar
Shooter here, one call. I call that boy Gruber
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger
Ima tout the Glock, he gone up the Ruger!
Yeahhhh!
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Writer: Isaac Gillum
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Iball
Length: 3:06
Written by: Isaac Gillum

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