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[Hook]
Real Baller Shit, I be balling hard
R. B. S., That’s some real real baller shit
Real Baller Shit, I be balling hard
R. B. S., Real Baller Shit, real real baller shit
[Verse 1]
Monkeys named Molly and a sheep named Dali
Said you want to clone me you can’t even make a copy
All these ladies want to jock me, wearing so much Polo
Take you out to dinner, I’mma give you all this pollo
I was shooting hoops, at the Suffolk Y
Driving down the lane MPH 95
I’m about to fly, doing what you can’t
Illegal with them rubber bands will get you Uncle Sam. Blam!
[Hook]
Real Baller Shit, I be balling hard
R. B. S., Real Baller Shit, real real baller shit
Real Baller Shit, I be balling hard
R. B. S., Real Baller Shit, real real baller shit
[Verse 2]
Real Baller Shit, I’m a Real Baller, Shit
Balling like the shit. You balling like my shit
I got black jack, you still need to hit
I got snap chat, you got dick pics
Trapped the beat like Trinidad
Kraft Im making Easy Mac
Balling like LeBron James
Delonte West might be my dad
I’m a frat star, boy you still a pledge
Better get initiated 'fore you R.B.S
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[Hook]
Real Baller Shit, I be balling hard
R. B. S., Real Baller Shit, real real baller shit
Real Baller Shit, I be balling hard
R. B. S., Real Baller Shit, real real baller shit
[Verse 3]
You can’t hit a hole
I got me a range
Mom just bought a house
She got me a Range
You still playing t-ball
They got me new games
My watch ain’t presidential
Call it Herman Cain
Big joints, tall hits you know what we call it
Real Baller Shit, real real baller shit
This ain’t old school, nothing like a VHS
These are new road tactics son, I like to call that R.B.S
Thats some real real baller shit
Thats some baller shit
In case you didn’t know it’s a new genre of music
Frat Trap, where we at?
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