On The Wall

[Chorus: Berner and Ty Dolla Sign] Ballin, ballin I've been ballin, ballin Ballin, I've been ballin When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall [Verse 1: Berner] Big drip on me cost half a M Big rig trucks keep backing in Keep on runnin but I'm after 'em And a pack of gin, imma grab a tin And I ain't mad at them, why they mad at me? Big bag of weed, big magazine Buy the whole block when the cash is clean I was 16 with a half a key Pass the weed I've been smoking All the cars and cribs, I own 'em Where your chains at? You sold them You needed 20 back but can't float them Saw four hundred in my Gucci duffle I get upset when I lose a couple Runaway hippie I don't use a muscle 223's might have to touch you Real talk, I might kill somebody But fuck all that, I'd rather smoke gelato I'm up in the hills It's a service party [Me, me and mando?] waiting in lobby I got a honest four now We don't run low Green house with the seven under Stash pot in the whip where the funds go On the road looking out for undo [Chorus: Berner and Ty Dolla Sign] Ballin, ballin I've been ballin, ballin Ballin, I've been ballin When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall [Verse 2: B-Real] All finna fall out Don't talk Got a lot going all out First flop to the doc for the good good Never stop, let it pop to the whole hood Now you look for the bright lights Make you wanna check for the highlights Get it right, on deck with the high life So tight, let it roll all night We ain't stressin off nothing, coming from nothing Look what we buildin' And our names go under that building And that building always does something Flavors coming in cicles Haters just be so spiteful Our weed is fucking delightful Come on smoke weed, we invite you Got a smoke lounge with the pound table Brand new in town with the strong stable Break new ground every 6 months If you felt it coming, that's a sick clunch Yeah we go for them big things, we roll with the 5 and that hashtag You run the good, is your last bag My weed goes off like a flashbang [Chorus: Berner and Ty Dolla Sign] Ballin, ballin I've been ballin, ballin Ballin, I've been ballin When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall When you ball, hang your jersey on the wall