text: Ghetto Guitar
  Run that back, Turbo
  I connected all the dots 
  Pulled that foreign out the lot 
  Moved the family to the docks 
  Put some diamonds in my watch 
  Ballin like a big shot
  Ballin’ like a big shot, uh
  Ballin like a big shot, oh, oh
  Businessman, I pop my collar 
  Got good brain, must be a scholar 
  Spent 2K on Balmain joggers 
  Yeah, Im jogging to the bank 
  Captain of the ship and we won’t sink 
  Gave her a hundred, told her keep the change 
  Work hard, now we finally seein a change 
  My brothers keeper, shit deeper than a chain 
  Just like Fendi, gotta think 
  And Im drippin like a sink, yeah 
  These VVS’s make you blink, yeah 
  Oh, yeah
  I connected all the dots 
  Pulled that foreign out the lot 
  Moved the family to the docks 
  Put some diamonds in my watch 
  Ballin’ like a big shot
  Ballin like a big shot, uh
  Ballin’ like a big shot, oh, oh
  In LA smoking Do-Si-Do 
  And I got Dolce on my clothes 
  I still got homies on Flat Shoals 
  Im just getting started, I got more goals 
  Lookin for the pesos 
  Would stay inside but the bank closed 
  Every time I turn around, I see a bankroll 
  I used to get hand-me-downs, now ain’t a thing old 
  All my day ones gettin a payroll 
  When you show LA, I dont wanna shop on Rodeo 
  If killing was dripping, Gunna, I had a case closed 
  Still independent, you cant name a nigga I owe 
  I connected all the dots 
  Pulled that foreign out the lot 
  Moved the family to the docks 
  Put some diamonds in my watch 
  Ballin like a big shot
  Ballin like a big shot, uh
  Ballin like a big shot, oh, oh