Bally On by Tisa Reign Lyrics
[Intro]
Let's get it, Reign
We got some bad bitches in the fucking booth
Da fuck
Aaayyyy
[Chorus]
Bally on, Bally on (mask on)
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste
Just like Dom Pérignon (nice)
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone (bye bye)
Bally on, Bally on (mask)
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone
[Verse]
This the last time imma warn these bitches (blooww)
Say they got bread but it’s all fictitious
Silent gyal or it will get vicious (sshhhh)
Caz all this smoke gonna come with stitches
Low-key all of these gyalz is fan dem
Ray ray tings and problems
I don’t got time for no drama
That's why I roll with the mans dem
How much gyal man in my dm (plenty)
Wanted the man? You would hardly see him
Should make him pay all my bills and expenses
Then send him back to your yard in the pm (byeee)
[Chorus]
Bally on, Bally on
No face, no case (mask)
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste (nice)
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone
Bally on, Bally on
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone
[Verse]
I’m in east London or southside
Summer here so we outside
Pulled off in that rough ride (skrttt)
And he telling you to get the bus ride
Get you priorities str8
Thinking they loyal but niggas is fake
Ain't saving hoe, so don't give me no cape
Just give me head while I'm eating my steak
I ain't a smoker but puffing the J
None of these bitches could eat off my plate
They asking me how I’m getting so heavy
I tell em my pockets been putting on weight
I don’t play around when comes to mine
Broke niggas never come to mind
Only pressure could've made a dime
So I’m always ready when it’s on the line (facts)
[Chorus]
Bally on, Bally on
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste (nice)
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone (peace)
Bally on, Bally on (mask)
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone (muah)
Let's get it, Reign
We got some bad bitches in the fucking booth
Da fuck
Aaayyyy
[Chorus]
Bally on, Bally on (mask on)
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste
Just like Dom Pérignon (nice)
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone (bye bye)
Bally on, Bally on (mask)
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone
[Verse]
This the last time imma warn these bitches (blooww)
Say they got bread but it’s all fictitious
Silent gyal or it will get vicious (sshhhh)
Caz all this smoke gonna come with stitches
Low-key all of these gyalz is fan dem
Ray ray tings and problems
I don’t got time for no drama
That's why I roll with the mans dem
How much gyal man in my dm (plenty)
Wanted the man? You would hardly see him
Should make him pay all my bills and expenses
Then send him back to your yard in the pm (byeee)
[Chorus]
Bally on, Bally on
No face, no case (mask)
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste (nice)
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone
Bally on, Bally on
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone
[Verse]
I’m in east London or southside
Summer here so we outside
Pulled off in that rough ride (skrttt)
And he telling you to get the bus ride
Get you priorities str8
Thinking they loyal but niggas is fake
Ain't saving hoe, so don't give me no cape
Just give me head while I'm eating my steak
I ain't a smoker but puffing the J
None of these bitches could eat off my plate
They asking me how I’m getting so heavy
I tell em my pockets been putting on weight
I don’t play around when comes to mine
Broke niggas never come to mind
Only pressure could've made a dime
So I’m always ready when it’s on the line (facts)
[Chorus]
Bally on, Bally on
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste (nice)
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone (peace)
Bally on, Bally on (mask)
No face, no case
Bloody shoes, Louboutin
Ask your nigga how I taste
Just like Dom Pérignon
Got a stash inside the safe
When I’m ready, then I’m gone (muah)