Lyrics: Austin Godwin Grant
Music: Austin Godwin Grant/Tyler Maline/Savva Cherepanov
Fourth quarter shot
You know I get it ballin'
Money in my pocket
No I'm no stranger to ballin'
I know life be a gamble
But I promise that I'm all in
Yeah yeah all in
Yeah yeah I'm in
Fourth quarter shot
You know I get it ballin'
Money in my pocket
No I'm no stranger to ballin'
I know life be a gamble
But I promise that I'm all in
Yeah yeah all in
Yeah yeah I'm in
Open the door, opportunity knocks (ding dong)
I'm here, **** it let's talk (lets get it)
New red Gucci coat feel like Paul Revere
They sayin godwin what's your name?
Rapper of the year
I been wylin ain't no stylist
No one tell me shit now
**** her then bust on her ...
Cause I don't want no kids
N**** I went from broke to rich
Still won't spend ten tons on a bitch
Mom told me to be money smart
Now I guess I'm dumb rich
godddamnn
Fourth quarter shot
You know I get it ballin'
Money in my pocket
No I'm no stranger to ballin'
I know life be a gamble
But I promise that I'm all in
Yeah yeah all in
Yeah yeah I'm in
Fourth quarter shot
You know I get it ballin'
Money in my pocket
No I'm no stranger to ballin'
I know life be a gamble
But I promise that I'm all in
Yeah yeah all in
Yeah yeah I'm in
Wait wait wait
All these rappers food, and they all on my plate
I don't mean to be rude, took her on a date
Took her ass to pound town, had her back by eight
Kumbaya
I done blown up so much made them drop their jaw
Blinded by the money I don't wanna see y'all
They said I'm an addict for success I need a fix
So I'ma count my racks up I don't **** with counterfeit
Fourth quarter shot
You know I get it ballin'
Money in my pocket
No I'm no stranger to ballin'
I know life be a gamble
But I promise that I'm all in
Yeah yeah all in
Yeah yeah I'm in
Fourth quarter shot
You know I get it ballin'
Money in my pocket
No I'm no stranger to ballin'
I know life be a gamble
But I promise that I'm all in
Yeah yeah all in
Yeah yeah I'm in