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Tables Turned Lyrics by BabyTron BabyTron
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Whew, whew, whew
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ballin'
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ballin'
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ballin'
Helluva made this beat, baby shittyBoyz
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ballin'
Now I'm on the court ballin'
Droppin' everybody's jaws
Phone smack, when you up, everybody call
Heart cold now
But that's just everybody fault
I used to watch 'em ball from the top row
Now I'm on the court scorin' shit
I do not choke
Runtz got me high flyin', top rope
Punch shit like UFC, call me Tron Jones
On God, I can make ten easily
Burnin' rubber in the street like
It's Need for Speed
Bitch on fire with the work like Alicia Keys
find a lil' sample
Then I have Helly freak the beat
If you haven't found out, bitch
I'm one of one
Up strap but got beat, is you tough or what?
Quit the game, doggie, bone
You can't fuck with us
If it's money money in the air, Zion
I'm jumpin' up
nah, for real, get your bunnies up
Finna pass bro the sticks, I got twenty-one
turn your voice the fuck down
And get your money up
Feel like Little Debby
Got a pocket full of honey buns
Lil' bitch, I was made to win
Tried to lock me out the game
But I'm breakin' in
My white boy scammin' shit
Better change your PIN
I'm the punch god, grab a piece, then I say
'Amen'
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ballin'
Now I'm on the court ballin'
Droppin' everybody's jaws
Phone smacked, when you up, everybody call
Heart cold now
But that's just everybody fault
I used to watch 'em ball from the top row
Now I'm on the court scorin' shit
I do not choke
Runtz got me high flyin', top rope
Punch shit like UFC, call me Tron Jones
Got a heart to pump blood
Not to love a bitch
Runnin' to the Billboard
Man I love this shit
You can tell SayCheese fuck that list
Chopstick like a sneakerhead
Got a bunch of kick
They always ask what I'm mixed with
Half-lion, half-goat, bitch, I've been this
Asked Santa for it, been on my wish list
Skatin' in the Scat
Spinnin' hoes like a kickflip
Got the piece at ten
I made ten before 10: 03 i got ten on me
That's a hunnid off of ten of these
Bitch think I'm lyin' 'cause the Kenzo tee
Bro in the back with that chopper, NLE
Stress on a freak? I share 'em
I don't serve crackheads, I wear 'em
Slide? Man, I triple dog dare you
Missed the first strike, spin the block
We can't spare 'em
Fake name Jack, grabbin' jacks out of state
slide to a Chase, hmm
Then I'm back outer space
Double back
Drop it and I'm back out the bank
Dropped the Ethika and blew this
Freak back out of place
I'ma put him up top like a pinned tweet
looked at the sky and asked
God, 'Could I win, please?'
Next day I woke up, made a quick three
Really ain't shit, though
The whole world been free
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ball
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ball
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ball
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ball
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ball
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ball
No cap, I was watchin' everybody ball
Now I'm on the court ballin'
Droppin' everybody jaw
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