1200

[Hook: Belly]

I know you probly think you're ballin' in the club

I'm ballin' every day, bitch I'm ballin' all my drugs

I spend a hundred stacks just to catch a fuckin' buzz

I'm ballin' every day, bitch I'm ballin' all my drugs

I'm ballin' all my drugs, we came in here 10 stacks strong

5000, 4000, 3000, go!

I'm talkin' 500 (gone)

400 (gone)

300 (gone)

Man, I feel that loud

I'm talkin' 500 (gone)

400 (gone)

300 (gone)

1200 in a row, hey

[Verse 1: Belly]

Getting money with them city boys

Fat fucker hitting hoes like a pretty boy

I swear these bitches got me losing weight

I might have to change my name like I'm tittie boy

Touchdown, I'm in the zone

I'm so retarded, I've been gone

I go in, you been home

It goes down, syndrome

Please excuse my demeanor

You know I lean by the liter

You know I'm all about numbers

3 hoes, 2 seater

Bitch is crashing on my couch, that's extended stacks

Molly all on the tongue, she's got expensive taste

2 stacks on the weed, she drive a Chevrolet

I pull on her hair just to see if her extensions stay

Ignoramus, bitch I'm famous

Let's see how far you can make it

Never thought you'd get this faded

This shit here is different, ain't it?

Hundred stacks, worth the mess for the damn pain

What the fuck's a couple racks worth of champagne

[Hook]

I know you probly think you're ballin' in the club

I'm ballin' every day, bitch I'm ballin' all my drugs

I spend a hundred stacks just to catch a fuckin' buzz

I'm ballin' every day, bitch I'm ballin' all my drugs

I'm ballin' all my drugs, we came in here 10 stacks strong

5000, 4000, 3000, go!

I'm talkin' 500 (gone)

400 (gone)

300 (gone)

Man, I feel that loud

I'm talkin' 500 (gone)

400 (gone)

300 (gone)

1200 in a row, hey

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

Niggas ain't in my tax bracket

Any number, I make it happen

Big money on big money

Lemonade and gin and tonic

Bad bitches, I've been on that

That's my car, I'm sittin' on it

I can't get out, I put the can on it

I can't get out, I put the can on it

Cuz when a nigga get rich, bitches tryna hit tricks

Angelina on Brad Pitt, vixens tryna make a flick

Yea, I smoke a lot of weed

I ain't never seen a seed

Juicy J the money mane and I come from Ten a K

All my niggas sellin' dope

All my niggas blowin' trees

Every day full 20

I don't show no favoritism

Ain't no limit to the business

Wanna go and get it

And if it ain't smokin' it ain't no far in it

[Hook]

I know you probly think you're ballin' in the club

I'm ballin' every day, bitch I'm ballin' all my drugs

I spend a hundred stacks just to catch a fuckin' buzz

I'm ballin' every day, bitch I'm ballin' all my drugs

I'm ballin' all my drugs, we came in here 10 stacks strong

5000, 4000, 3000, go!

I'm talkin' 500 (gone)

400 (gone)

300 (gone)

Man, I feel that loud

I'm talkin' 500 (gone)

400 (gone)

300 (gone)

1200 in a row, hey