Ball
Young Smoke
GENRE
Ahwoolay!
[Chorus]
I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this bitch, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new shit
Leave that old shit in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my niggas and break off my dawgs
[Verse 1]
I'ma go hard for my squad
My bro, he shoots like LeBron
I told her one night then I'm gone
We tryna pull strings like a don, yeah
We hit back forth, ping pong, yeah
Like switch, she'll turn me on, yeah, yeah
My shooters come from [?]
We givin' out smoke, no bong, yeah
They thought I lost it like gone, yeah
From the south side, shooting niggas broad day, like that's a opp
I never been home in like six weeks
They tryna leave me six feet deep
Me and J-Dawg shoot like Klay and KD
Stacking bread on my Robin, they hasty
I coulda bought Balmains, I bought Robin's
She sucking dick like-
I got a shooter with me like Harden
If I see a opp J five a lotto
Baby, let's mingle
I could teach you my lingo
But first, give me head out your single
It started out on the bando
Flippin' rocks, I said fuck the rocks, didn't have handles
[Chorus]
I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this bitch, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new shit
Leave that old shit in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my niggas and break off my dawgs
[Verse 2]
I was really in the streets, for real
These niggas never want beef
I went pour a four in the studio and put me right to sleep
Amiri jeans cost a couple G's
My jeans filled up twice like a geek
Bro told me, keep it on me, can't leave
Ain't shit for free, ten bands for the feat'
Sleeping on me, gonna wake up
Told you, that's time I get the cake up
Cop a Rollie but it's face-up
Shooter with me, just Tatum
I see they try by the [Kay?]
I see they watch like a dayjus
I like a girl with no makeup
I'm the only one tryna save us
Can't go let them take us 'cause I'm tryna ball
Can't you see us right through, why you false?
Lotta opps in the woods, in the ross
Break off the team, break off the docks
I can't even see the homeless stuff
Beat it like Billie Jean to the song
I'm riding for Smokey till a nigga gone
[Chorus]
I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this bitch, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new shit
Leave that old shit in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my niggas and break off my dawgs
[Chorus]
I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this bitch, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new shit
Leave that old shit in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my niggas and break off my dawgs
[Verse 1]
I'ma go hard for my squad
My bro, he shoots like LeBron
I told her one night then I'm gone
We tryna pull strings like a don, yeah
We hit back forth, ping pong, yeah
Like switch, she'll turn me on, yeah, yeah
My shooters come from [?]
We givin' out smoke, no bong, yeah
They thought I lost it like gone, yeah
From the south side, shooting niggas broad day, like that's a opp
I never been home in like six weeks
They tryna leave me six feet deep
Me and J-Dawg shoot like Klay and KD
Stacking bread on my Robin, they hasty
I coulda bought Balmains, I bought Robin's
She sucking dick like-
I got a shooter with me like Harden
If I see a opp J five a lotto
Baby, let's mingle
I could teach you my lingo
But first, give me head out your single
It started out on the bando
Flippin' rocks, I said fuck the rocks, didn't have handles
[Chorus]
I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this bitch, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new shit
Leave that old shit in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my niggas and break off my dawgs
[Verse 2]
I was really in the streets, for real
These niggas never want beef
I went pour a four in the studio and put me right to sleep
Amiri jeans cost a couple G's
My jeans filled up twice like a geek
Bro told me, keep it on me, can't leave
Ain't shit for free, ten bands for the feat'
Sleeping on me, gonna wake up
Told you, that's time I get the cake up
Cop a Rollie but it's face-up
Shooter with me, just Tatum
I see they try by the [Kay?]
I see they watch like a dayjus
I like a girl with no makeup
I'm the only one tryna save us
Can't go let them take us 'cause I'm tryna ball
Can't you see us right through, why you false?
Lotta opps in the woods, in the ross
Break off the team, break off the docks
I can't even see the homeless stuff
Beat it like Billie Jean to the song
I'm riding for Smokey till a nigga gone
[Chorus]
I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this bitch, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new shit
Leave that old shit in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my niggas and break off my dawgs
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