Baller

Yeah
I lay the top back, but I never back down
Im in the backseat, Im rolling with class now
Momma would ask me how i get the cash now
I just told her Im a baller
I just told her Im a baller

Ay gotta shoot my shot
Gotta let it rock
I don't say too much about it cause they love me not
Oh they love me still?
Knew that I was trill?
So I pulled up in that fye and I burnt the wheels off
Hit the gas and peeled off
You ain't gotta be so poppin' baby, take them heels off
Im the realest from the north, got a lot in the sofa
Play with me until its game over

Yeah (got em now)
Check mate, ain't nobody fucking with me even on their best day
I done seen a lot of homies crumble for their chess plate
I done seen a lot of shorties come out for the next thing
(That's a damn shame man)
I guess that's me huh?
Trynna take over the world and make it greener
Throw some diamonds on the rollie, ballerina
I know you seen her
Didn't think I caught you starin' at my drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
Fuckin with the gang get you hit, hit, hit,
I don't even fuck with lames cause they snitch, snitch, snitch
I ain't even want your main, but I hit, hit, hit, hit

On some savage shit
I cant let it go until I have the shit
Ima be on top of the world
Im not stopping, nah nah nah nah

I lay the top back, but I never back down
Im in the backseat, Im rolling with class now
Momma would ask me how i get the cash now
I just told her Im a baller
I just told her Im a baller



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Writer(s): Justice Jenkins
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