Ball

I ball like a Laker I'm stunting on haters
Running through Florida swimming with gators
Making no deals can't do you no favors
Customize shit no a created player
Bombs away nigga like I'm playing with blazers
K with the scope and it came lasers
Chilling in Vegas and we running no raiders
Cut the snakes out gotta kill the traitors
Shooting these clips until it's none left
Stole his life I'm a master theft
I'm bringing that smoke better wear yo vest
X on his head like a treasure chest
Dick ha down bitch said I'm the best
Put white in ha mouth like she brushing with crest
She keep tryna fuck I can't get no rest
Just a young rapping nigga coming out of the west
If it ain't about money then ain't no discussion
Keep a AK like I'm a old school Russian
Gotta real itchy trigger if I touch it start bussin
I take these bands out ya bitch start blushing
See that I rap and she wanna start crushing
Baseball bat I still leave concussions
Yes I fucked ya girl I ain't pay her nothing
You not about action nigga just quit yo fussing
Flying through Houston getting high no rocket
Quick to shoot a nigga if he get out of pocket
Water on my neck and I'm dripping no faucet
Catch a body leave it in Flint no tropic
Never switch on my brothers always stay solid
Really not a shooter don't know why you got it
How you got a gun and you barely shot it
Boy you not a killer you better stop it
Popping and smoking I'm dressed in Dior
Throw these bands up watch it hit the floor
Stacking this paper but I need me some more
Ya bitch wanna fuck I can't walk through the door
Need me some M's I need more than four
I'm laughing at niggas that called me poor
This just the beginning I got more in store
We down to catch bodies and we running up scores
Nigga want the smoke but we know he cappin
Turned him to a ghost like a nigga was snapping
Talking too much please quit yo yapping
Remember the old days when my daddy was trapping
Hollow tip hitting like Floyd when he jabbing
Nigga run up on me then he permanently napping
It's a standing ovation the AKs still clapping
Chest shot bow left a lil nigga gasping
Cut his head off I need a new trophy
Probably take his foot like his name was Toby
Get a lil fame now everybody know me
Hate how I rap tell ya bitch come blow me
Nigga take my style just know that you owe me
I do my own shit can't nobody control me
I sleep with the money just know that I'm cozy
I ball like I'm 24 R.I.P Kobe



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Writer(s): Michael Redmond
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