Ball Hog (feat. JaceJay)

Tryna put some diamonds on the grill like I was Paul Wall
I been out here grinding for a million I won't fall off
Mind won't change I'm signing for that deal I want it all dawg
No lie the game is mine and they can't steal it I'm a ball hog
All these numbers in the call log
Shawty suck me til her jaw lock
I ain't one for all the long talk
Unless we talking money, cause that's something that we all want

I ball like I was Lonzo, stay watching for the opps though
Gotta keep the lawn mowed, tryn cop some Ferragamo
I'm dripping wear your poncho, the kingpin I'm head honcho
Drifting through the cosmos, I'm lifted off this pot smoke
Plugged in like an AUX cord, shit jumping like some popcorn
Up here like the top floor, yeah something like a Concorde
They bugging if they want war, can't trust em if they not sure
Drugs up in my sock drawer, not fussy for that Tom Ford
Eat up that pussy like jujubes
While you creep in the bushes you cuckoo
My team making movies with news crews
My weed is dank kush it ain't fufu
Better take a good look and see who's who
They gon pay me for bookings and soon too
Yeah they hating they shook when I move through
Get the cake like a crook or I shoot hoops
Imma buy the foreign make the whip zoom
Suicide the doors and paint the rims blue
Imma light a quarter of this Hindu
Got the Sprite I'm pouring up the lit juice
I just might be colder than an igloo
Get so high I'm soaring making big moves
Man this life a war that I been getting thru
And I'm fighting for it I ain't finna lose
Once I make me some I'm tryna pile some more
When the youngin papered up then imma buy the store
Ain't gon front won't change for nothing I would die before
All this hustle mane that money gon be my reward

Tryna put some diamonds on the grill like I was Paul Wall
I been out here grinding for a million I won't fall off
Mind won't change I'm signing for that deal I want it all dawg
No lie the game is mine and they can't steal it I'm a ball hog
All these numbers in the call log
Shawty suck me til her jaw lock
I ain't one for all the long talk
Unless we talking money, cause that's something that we all want

She know I'm fly when a nigga pull up in a spaceship
Got a couple bitches riding in the back of the Wraith
I can flex my couple figures, niggas know I be styling and wilding
Got a couple choppers, now you hiding
Out front from the whip, I fuck for your bitch
She got a body like a stallion
She know that it's lit, she know I'm the shit
She be all up on the dick
You say that I know nothing, but I know something
Shawty you call it quits
She said I'm a ball hog cause I ball hard
Shawty, flick of the wrist
Look at the flick of the wrist
Look at the flick of the wrist
Oh, yeah, yeah, ah
From New York to Canada



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Mcdonald
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