Balling

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah, yeah
Woo, woo, woo
Wet, wet, wet, wet

None of you bitches important, none of you bitches important
Got you feelin' a way when I hop on my wave, got you sick in the motion
I know he ya' nigga, I'll bag him for sure and I won't even call him
You a fool and you pressed, and you know that I'm next, so I'm giving you pointers
None of you bitches important, none of you bitches important
Got you feelin' a way when I hop on my wave, got you sick in the motion
I know he ya' nigga, I'll bag him for sure and I won't even call him
You a fool and you pressed, and you know that I'm next, so I'm giving you warnings

You feel a way, yeah, you feel a way
Written all in your face
If I want it I take it
So I'm finna make it
But I move at my pace
And my nigga, I'll blaze you
In the foreigns we racin'
On our way to the bank
Cashing these checks
Whippin', he givin' me neck
Super head (yeah, yeah)
Bitch don't be killin' my vibe, I'm too wavy
The shade you be throwing, I won't let it slide
I got them bitches to ride
If I call 'em, it's over
We get on that ass like surprise
You is a bum and you wild soft
Suckin' dick for them lyrics you knockoff
I'm in the booth, finna pop off
You on the bus and I'm in the 750 ridin' like woo

I know you know you be watchin' me tryna compete
I ain't worried, cook up in the stu', I'm tryna eat
I get paid for words I spit, I do nothing for free
I swear, I can do no wrong, I murder any beat, yeah

None of you bitches important, none of you bitches important
Got you feelin' a way when I hop on my wave, got you sick in the motion
I know he ya' nigga, I'll bag him for sure and I won't even call him
You a fool and you pressed, and you know that I'm next, so I'm giving you pointers
None of you bitches important, none of you bitches important
Got you feelin' a way when I hop on my wave, got you sick in the motion
I know he ya' nigga, I'll bag him for sure and I won't even call him
You a fool and you pressed, and you know that I'm next, so I'm giving you warnings

I make them pretty bitches insecure
Fiji water, got that pussy galore
VIP when I walk through the door
With my team while your nigga records
I got the BMs, all in my DMs
No honey, sorry, I don't know your man
If it's 'bout taking him, know that I can
But taking a bum from a bum is not in my plans
You bitches irrelevant
I give no fucks like I'm celibate
Not on my level and never been
No equal amount to my estimate
I'm in my zone, in my element
No fear in my heart, never hesitant
I beat off the skin off the skeleton
So fierce and I make it look elegant
Ain't nothing like me lil' bitch

Melii



Credits
Writer(s): Audrey Ducasse, Michel Sotolongo
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