Ball
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I got a bag now I'm ready to eat
Throw me in the booth
And ima feed it to the streets
You can find another one
But you ain't gone find one like me (Nope)
I be in my zone
Don't get in your feelings if ion speak
It really broke my heart
When that bullet killed Charlese (Cs Up)
My family know I got 'em
Ion never miss a beat
That bitch said she love me
But we all know talk is cheap (Downplay)
I been in my bag
Now my old hoes wanna speak (Ha)
I keep these bitches mad
Cus' they ain't built or cut like me (Uncut)
That nigga thought I was average
Now he begging me to beat
I got these niggas whylin'
Like a dog off the leash
Bitch I'm the shit
Ain't nobody fuckin wit me
Bitch I'm the shit
Ain't nobody fuckin wit me
Bitch Bitch I'm the shit
Ain't nobody fuckin wit me, Nope
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
Now I'm doing more n saying less
I'm gettin' to it I'm countin' checks
I'm ona run I can't rest
I ain't letting up, unt un
Lil Brandi ready to flex
Applyin' pressure wit my foot all on they neck (Yakno it)
North side stepping
7-1 reppin'
Uptown made me
Ima north side baby
Lil Cindy on the track
Yea I'm bouta go crazy (Woo)
A couple bitches love me
And a lot of hoes hate me
I'm all about a bag
I can't move wit that extra shit
So if it ain't bout a bag don't call my phone
I ain't hearing shit
They all in they feelings I'm tryna stack it to the ceiling
I'm tryna run this bag up baby i need me a million
Said I'm up now I'm bouta give these bitches the business
I Said I'm up now I'm bouta give these bitches the business
I Said I'm up now I'm bouta give these bitches the business
I Said I'm up now I'm bouta give these bitches the business (Okay)
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I got a bag now I'm ready to eat
Throw me in the booth
And ima feed it to the streets
You can find another one
But you ain't gone find one like me (Nope)
I be in my zone
Don't get in your feelings if ion speak
It really broke my heart
When that bullet killed Charlese (Cs Up)
My family know I got 'em
Ion never miss a beat
That bitch said she love me
But we all know talk is cheap (Downplay)
I been in my bag
Now my old hoes wanna speak (Ha)
I keep these bitches mad
Cus' they ain't built or cut like me (Uncut)
That nigga thought I was average
Now he begging me to beat
I got these niggas whylin'
Like a dog off the leash
Bitch I'm the shit
Ain't nobody fuckin wit me
Bitch I'm the shit
Ain't nobody fuckin wit me
Bitch Bitch I'm the shit
Ain't nobody fuckin wit me, Nope
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
Now I'm doing more n saying less
I'm gettin' to it I'm countin' checks
I'm ona run I can't rest
I ain't letting up, unt un
Lil Brandi ready to flex
Applyin' pressure wit my foot all on they neck (Yakno it)
North side stepping
7-1 reppin'
Uptown made me
Ima north side baby
Lil Cindy on the track
Yea I'm bouta go crazy (Woo)
A couple bitches love me
And a lot of hoes hate me
I'm all about a bag
I can't move wit that extra shit
So if it ain't bout a bag don't call my phone
I ain't hearing shit
They all in they feelings I'm tryna stack it to the ceiling
I'm tryna run this bag up baby i need me a million
Said I'm up now I'm bouta give these bitches the business
I Said I'm up now I'm bouta give these bitches the business
I Said I'm up now I'm bouta give these bitches the business
I Said I'm up now I'm bouta give these bitches the business (Okay)
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
I just wanna ball
I just wanna flex
I just want the money
I just want the checks
Credits
Writer(s): Brandi Hunter
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