Astro
Ballin' like an Astro
Only thing I'm worried bout, the cash flow
These bitches wanna wrap around me like a lasso
But I can't fuck with them they way too shallow
Ballin' like an Astro
Only thing I'm worried bout, the cash flow
These bitches wanna wrap around me like a lasso
But I can't fuck with them they way too shallow
Man, they way too shallow
I been shoppin' all day at the Gallo
Brick by brick build my castle
Man, we made it
Every night you know I be gettin' faded
Everything around me just upgraded
I just want the latest
I can't do no fake threats
I can't do that shit
Just me and my squad bout to get that shit
Me and my dogs man, we a different breed
Roll another one just so I can leave
They got their hands around my neck man I can't breathe
I don't pop no pills Aleve
And we made it out the streets
Ballin like a Astro
Yea, only thing I'm worried bout the cashflow
These bitches love to wrap around me like a lasso
Hitting homers like Altuve, we ballin
Now they acting like they knew me, they callin
Where tf was everybody, when was fallin
Now we in LA, I been in the trees plotting
I been ballin way too heavily it ain't no option
Hop in with me go to Beverly get it poppin
Get it poppin' everyday I don't stop, yea
I could spit it everyday on the spot, yea
Got my momma next to me she my rock, yea
So, we ballin' everyday till I drop
Only thing I'm worried bout, the cash flow
These bitches wanna wrap around me like a lasso
But I can't fuck with them they way too shallow
Ballin' like an Astro
Only thing I'm worried bout, the cash flow
These bitches wanna wrap around me like a lasso
But I can't fuck with them they way too shallow
Man, they way too shallow
I been shoppin' all day at the Gallo
Brick by brick build my castle
Man, we made it
Every night you know I be gettin' faded
Everything around me just upgraded
I just want the latest
I can't do no fake threats
I can't do that shit
Just me and my squad bout to get that shit
Me and my dogs man, we a different breed
Roll another one just so I can leave
They got their hands around my neck man I can't breathe
I don't pop no pills Aleve
And we made it out the streets
Ballin like a Astro
Yea, only thing I'm worried bout the cashflow
These bitches love to wrap around me like a lasso
Hitting homers like Altuve, we ballin
Now they acting like they knew me, they callin
Where tf was everybody, when was fallin
Now we in LA, I been in the trees plotting
I been ballin way too heavily it ain't no option
Hop in with me go to Beverly get it poppin
Get it poppin' everyday I don't stop, yea
I could spit it everyday on the spot, yea
Got my momma next to me she my rock, yea
So, we ballin' everyday till I drop
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Writer(s): Momin Ahmed
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