goalie

burna bandz

ran up the chips ran up the money

i cannot slip i keep it on me uh yea

we ran up the chips

ran up that money

now i cannot slip

yeah

i keep it on me

try to run up on me

leave your mama lonely

i be with killers who score like ginobili

need the a.p but first i need the rollie

she play against me

thought it was sony

stuck with the cheese

baby

macaroni i'm tryna ball

they tryna play the goalie

diamonds water like

sippin' on codeine

she ride like a pony i trap hard like tony

bro on the block 24 like he kobe

whippin' up zack and that shit came with cody

you say your real

baby girl then show me

he say he real but i know he phoney i'm tryna ball

they tryna be the goalie i'm tryna ball

they tryna be the goalie

don't say you're my crodie

nigga you don't know me

huggin' the streets like my lil' honey

ain't 'bout a cheque

ain't no discussin' glizzy for start

just press a button

started with nothin' turned it into somthin' lil' bro we thristy for that redrum

in love with money

in love with thumbin' i think i like the man i've become

ran up the chips ran up the money

i cannot slip i keep it on me uh yea

we ran up the chips

ran up that money

now i cannot slip

yeah

i keep it on me

try to run up on me

leave your mama lonely

i be with killers who score like ginobili

need the a.p but first i need the rollie

she play against me

thought it was sony

stuck with the cheese

baby

macaroni i'm tryna ball

they tryna play the goalie

take him out his glory

take him out his prime

can't trip on the bitch

i know she ain't mine

don't fuck with the pigs

i don't fuck with swine 24/7

they change like the weather

they change like the time

even if as a ya i won't drop a dime

lil' mama bad

it might be a crime

life give me lemons

now i'm in the lime

sippin' on henny

it give me the swag

bro gotta tuck it

no guns in the back

i might just fuck on your bitch in the jag'

i might just get your man popped like a tag

fully auto glizzy's

extended my mag'

flexin' for all the shit i never had

i might just pull up in that g-wag'

i know she ridin' for me like a cab

ran up the chips ran up the money

i cannot slip i keep it on me uh yea

we ran up the chips

ran up that money

now i cannot slip

yeah

i keep it on me

try to run up on me

leave your mama lonely

i be with killers who score like ginobili

need the a.p but first i need the rollie

she play against me

thought it was sony

stuck with the cheese

baby

macaroni i'm tryna ball

they tryna play the goalie