Baller Alert - T.I., Migos

We no gang

We no gang

We no gang

We no gang

Ball player, ball-ball player

Ball player, ball-ball player

(We no gang)

Ball player, ball-ball player

Ball player, ball-ball player

(We no gang)

Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Gotta make sure that my chains go with all my clothes

Gotta make sure that my cars matchin' all my clothes

With the

Quavo Honcho can go places that you can’t go

So traditional

Keep the same team, same numbers that’s the way it goes

Ain’t this what you here for

Now they say they want that Migos flow

Talk about

Talk about breaking down bricks

Talk about working your speed up

Talk about gasin' your jeep up

Talk about backin' the jeep up

Talk about fallin' then get up

My pockets, they doin' sit ups

I be right back, got a pick up

They say a cheap’ll believe her

Baller alert on my beeper

Cappin' is cheaper

Leave it to Beaver

Dabbin' like Cam

Catchin' plays like Brandon

When I’m on the field

Under Armour I’m brandin'

The music is a transference of energy, you dig?

This is right up my alley, like this is me right here

(As soon as it drops like here he go, that’s the one)

Ball player, ball-ball player

Ball player, ball-ball player

(We no gang)

Ball player, ball-ball player

Ball player, ball-ball player

(We no gang)

Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Gotta make sure that my chains go with all my clothes

Gotta make sure that my cars matchin' all my clothes

With the

Quavo Honcho can go places that you can’t go

So traditional

Keep the same team, same numbers that’s the way it goes

Ain’t just what you here for

Now they say they want that Migos flow

Flexin' my athleticism

Yeah they ought to show this shit on television

Atlanta Falcon hoodie Balmain

Your girl, she tryna get under my Under Armour

Kick it pimpin', no extra point

Stay imitation, no hesitation

She accept and make it to my celebration

We ballin' hard with no sports agent

We free agent

Least three maybe four

Hit your city, lit everywhere we go

Throw it, I’ma make the catch, incredible

Like Brandon Marshall, coffee colored shawty with me everywhere

Have some do run it hell yeah

Drippin' sauce all over everything

I’m a real king, you a little son

Boy don’t make me pull the rings out the vault

I be showin' off, ain’t even got to talk

Shawty let me hit the hole like Marshall Faulk

Or maybe Barry Sanders

Got some cheerleaders, no love handle

Okay

Ain’t nothin' really, you better MVP me, Von Miller

Quick as Cam Newton

Superman jukin'

Poppin' ch&agne at the bowl game

When I told little mama win the whole thing, it ain’t no thing

Baby ch&ion is my first name, yeah

Ball player, ball-ball player

Ball player, ball-ball player

(We no gang)

Ball player, ball-ball player

Ball player, ball-ball player

(We no gang)

Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Gotta make sure that my chains go with all my clothes

Gotta make sure that my cars matchin' all my clothes

With the

Quavo Honcho can go places that you can’t go

So traditional

Keep the same team, same numbers that’s the way it goes

Ain’t this what you here for

Now they say they want that Migos flow