Ballin Like An Athlete But Got No Jumper Lyrics

Song Details:- Presenting you “Ballin Like An Athlete But Got No Jumper Lyrics” written by Yung Ralph, Yo Gotti & Gucci Mane. The name of this song is Bricks sung by Gucci Mane.

Ballin Like An Athlete But Got No Jumper Lyrics

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
It’s your boy Yo Gotti, yeah
Gucci Mane La Flare
My n Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, n
And it’s a street n holiday
My n DJ Holiday, yeah

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Bricks, all-white bricks
Off-white bricks, light-tan bricks
Just hit a lick for fifty more bricks
Balling like a b with all these bricks
Bricks, thirty-six zips
That’s a whole chick, want a bad b ?
Gotta have bricks, yeah, that makes sense
Yeah, I make hits, but I still take bricks

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
So Icy CEO, I’m a fool with the snow
They think I’m putting VVS jewels in the coke
My watch a cool hundred, paint-job a cold twenty
And after this flip, I’m quitting the trap cold-turkey
Psych, the pack in and I’m working
Drought season in, charged your as a whole thirty
But right now you can get it for a low number
The fish scale white, same color my Hummer
Zone 6 polar bears never see summer
It’s winter all year cause the birds fly under
95 Air Max cause I’m a dope runner
I’m ballin’ like an athlete but got no jumper

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
It’s bricks, all-white bricks
Off-white bricks, light-tan bricks
Just hit a lick for fifty more bricks
Balling like a b with all these bricks
Bricks, thirty-six zips
That’s a whole chick, want a bad b ?
Gotta have bricks, yeah, that makes sense
Yeah, I make hits, but I still take bricks

[Verse 2: Young Ralph]
I’m like a waitress in the trap, I’ve got something to serve
That’s sixteen bars, same price for a bird
What you need, a bird? Or a couple pounds?
I’m on Cleveland Ave, you know my side of town
So many bricks I can build my own apartment
You better have a check when you come in my department
Yes, I break ’em down and I sell ’em whole
Try me, watch your whole crew fall like some dominoes
I got a trap house and a trap car
A hundred thousand off a cap, that’s a trap star
All this smoke got me feeling real nauseous
Riding with them bricks got me feeling real cautious

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Bricks, all-white bricks
Off-white bricks, light-tan bricks
Just hit a lick for fifty more bricks
Balling like a b with all these bricks
Bricks, thirty-six zips
That’s a whole chick, want a bad b ?
Gotta have bricks, yeah, that makes sense
Yeah, I make hits, but I still take bricks

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
Tony Montana, all I have in this world
Is my hundred-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, s hard to cook
Call the plug back, tell him he got took
Know what that mean? This s free
That means none for him and more for me
I took something, I’m gutter, b
Don’t trust me dawg, this that North Memphis s
Old school, new Porsche
Couple choppers just in case they wanna go to war
Bricks, AKA my best friend
Twenty-eight inch rims, call ’em grown men
Dope stepped on, call it step-child
I got that Slim Shady, we call it 8 Mile
I’m from North Memphis, Watkins and Brown
Gotti Street and n , that’s my brick house

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Bricks, all-white bricks
Off-white bricks, light-tan bricks
Just hit a lick for fifty more bricks
Balling like a b with all these bricks
Bricks, thirty-six zips
That’s a whole chick, want a bad b ?
Gotta have bricks, yeah, that makes sense
Yeah, I make hits, but I still take bricks

Music Video

This is the end of Ballin Like An Athlete But Got No Jumper Lyrics.

Contact Us in case of any query or suggestion.

Leave a Comment