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Young Fly & Ballin' Video (MV)




Performed By: YBSNRA
Language: English
Length: 3:53
Written by: Brandon Stewart, Leslie Stewart




YBSNRA - Young Fly & Ballin' Lyrics




B just won a million couple hundred million
So he can buy some land and bring his people with em
Somewhere living like mansa musa agave tipsy
With a bad brown bone girl that thang wiggly
Whoa girl you should know
The way you make that booty roll
Roll back n forth nah I don't owe no label doe
This all my own so we celebrate that we on and
Still got our souls so let it poor

One two o'clock in the morn
Three four bottles bring some more
Five six different type of chicks
Seven eight joints gettin' lit yea
Nine ten she bought some friends
Eleven twelve record keeps spinning
Thirteen fourteen haters mad
Cause they fifteen sixteen mill short of this stack

Yeah I'm young fine and ballin
Yeah I am yeah I'm young fly and ballin
Yeah I am
It's gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah yah
I just got the feeling I just love a feeling
Like my ticket won the lotto that's a lotto-livin
Something seven figures dang homie that's yo whip
Couple Lambos and a Royce this BET cribs
Marble on the floor marble on the counter
Hundred thou behind the picture frame
Last time I counted got a
Whole lot of businesses
All making profit yeah you
Know what the business is
Ours get it poppin and they
Mad we don-it can't stop won't stop like a
Bad boy stuntin' Grey and black Maybach i'ma
Boss I run it more summer no front even
Bae got a bank role so So let it pour oh

One two o'clock in the morn
Three four bottles bring some more
Five six different type of chicks
Seven eight joints gettin' lit yea
Nine ten she bought some friends
Eleven twelve record keeps spinning
Thirteen fourteen haters mad
Cause they fifteen sixteen mill short of this stack

Yeah I'm young fine and ballin
Yeah I am yeah I'm young fly and ballin
Yeah I am
It's gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah yah

B just won a billion couple hundred billion
Just to see if it'll fit between my floor and ceiling
Yea we be in the club throwing hellas duhs
You thinking you bout to blow but you're just a dud
You're the bomb with no boom
We don't even know that's you in the room
Embarrassment to ya crew ya woman laughin at you
Kickin game in my ear she trynna make me her groom
And I'm like whoa girl make it roll
For a young entrepreneur with goals you can't take home
Nah I don't owe no label doe these all my codes
So we celebrate that we on and still got our souls
So let it poor

One two o'clock in the morn
Three four bottles bring some more
Five six different type of chicks
Seven eight joints gettin' lit yea
Nine ten she bought some friends
Eleven twelve record keeps spinning
Thirteen fourteen haters mad
Cause they fifteen sixteen mill short of this stack

Yeah I'm young fine and ballin
Yeah I am but I'm young fly and ballin
Yeah I am
It's gettin it's gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin it's gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin it's gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin it's gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah yah

Yeah
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B just won a million couple hundred million
So he can buy some land and bring his people with em
Somewhere living like mansa musa agave tipsy
With a bad brown bone girl that thang wiggly
Whoa girl you should know
The way you make that booty roll
Roll back n forth nah I don't owe no label doe
This all my own so we celebrate that we on and
Still got our souls so let it poor

One two o'clock in the morn
Three four bottles bring some more
Five six different type of chicks
Seven eight joints gettin' lit yea
Nine ten she bought some friends
Eleven twelve record keeps spinning
Thirteen fourteen haters mad
Cause they fifteen sixteen mill short of this stack

Yeah I'm young fine and ballin
Yeah I am yeah I'm young fly and ballin
Yeah I am
It's gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah yah
I just got the feeling I just love a feeling
Like my ticket won the lotto that's a lotto-livin
Something seven figures dang homie that's yo whip
Couple Lambos and a Royce this BET cribs
Marble on the floor marble on the counter
Hundred thou behind the picture frame
Last time I counted got a
Whole lot of businesses
All making profit yeah you
Know what the business is
Ours get it poppin and they
Mad we don-it can't stop won't stop like a
Bad boy stuntin' Grey and black Maybach i'ma
Boss I run it more summer no front even
Bae got a bank role so So let it pour oh

One two o'clock in the morn
Three four bottles bring some more
Five six different type of chicks
Seven eight joints gettin' lit yea
Nine ten she bought some friends
Eleven twelve record keeps spinning
Thirteen fourteen haters mad
Cause they fifteen sixteen mill short of this stack

Yeah I'm young fine and ballin
Yeah I am yeah I'm young fly and ballin
Yeah I am
It's gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah yah

B just won a billion couple hundred billion
Just to see if it'll fit between my floor and ceiling
Yea we be in the club throwing hellas duhs
You thinking you bout to blow but you're just a dud
You're the bomb with no boom
We don't even know that's you in the room
Embarrassment to ya crew ya woman laughin at you
Kickin game in my ear she trynna make me her groom
And I'm like whoa girl make it roll
For a young entrepreneur with goals you can't take home
Nah I don't owe no label doe these all my codes
So we celebrate that we on and still got our souls
So let it poor

One two o'clock in the morn
Three four bottles bring some more
Five six different type of chicks
Seven eight joints gettin' lit yea
Nine ten she bought some friends
Eleven twelve record keeps spinning
Thirteen fourteen haters mad
Cause they fifteen sixteen mill short of this stack

Yeah I'm young fine and ballin
Yeah I am but I'm young fly and ballin
Yeah I am
It's gettin it's gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin it's gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin it's gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah it's
Gettin it's gettin kinda kinda heavy yeah yah

Yeah
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Writer: Brandon Stewart, Leslie Stewart
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