Children of the Korn

All I know is balling Is my calling Nigga running up a check Bih there ain't no time for stalling If it ain't about the bands Why's you talking Young Nigga bout that play Get pay Cruising down this yellow brick road Swerving vogues Making the trunk explode When the bass jump out the stereo Its that Nigga from the dirt below Who ya'll remember po' Ol' dingy clothes With the wrinkles in Jabo's Now that ain't the case no mo' Young nigga stacking pringles Like a ol gringo Snagga toothed smiling Like my grill shining Throwback Ochocinco I'm balling word to Domingo Nigga plotting on the top Bout to Finna pick out the Shingles Now if a Nigga want smoke, I got that Rickey Steamboat Smoking in that Scarecrow You don't wanna see my wings show Make Niggas grab peak flows When I make them go peep flows Then I just range the body count by letter (HA) Bingo Behold A Nigga from the bottom Done rose Beyond your bitch Being on my dick A Nigga know he been chose I Might just Glist out the wrist Like shit be good for the soul Chips must come with the dip I got the drip with the gold Came a long way A stroll From them dirt back road Broke them curses Like its magic Shaq attack the backboards, Went and faced with my demons And they ain't so bad bro Plus they all brought fire to smoke Damn we need to match more (YEAHH) All I know is balling is my calling Nigga running up a check Bih there ain't no time for stalling If it ain't about the bands, why you talking Young Nigga bout that play Get pay Execute the plan Then gone stack up the paper Hustle is the motive That's all in a Nigga nature Started from the bottom Now I'm over skyscrapers Rollin through the fucking clouds While they grounded catching vapors Domino Domino Like pimp I'm knocking down doors Bossed up on them fuckers Who had the nerve to go down bro Took the Ben for a spin And a nigga doubled the mileage hoe Went and turned the shit to a profit I'm such a prophet yo Stick to guide the all seeing eye Finesse through obstacles If you can't see me rolling Ya need to fix up ya opticals I keep one In a few holes Treat the shit like a stockage hold Now watch me take a quarter back Run it up like an option (WHOOAAH) All I know is balling is my calling Nigga running up a check Bih there ain't no time for stalling If it ain't about the bands Why's you talking Young Nigga bout that play Get pay Execute the plan Then gone stack on up the paper Hustle is the motive That's all in a Nigga nature Started from the bottom Now I'm over skyscrapers Rolling through the fucking clouds While you grounded catching vapors