Ball Hard Freestyle
Hit they block
Four deep two Glocks
Four choppers tucked
I took his bows
Say it's money on my dome
Imma call his bluff
Told him I'm with my fours
And all of 'em keep a pole
Them hoes gone dump
Catch his ass he slumped
Throw his body in a truck
Don't know what I spent
But I know
I blew some racks last month
Can't fuck on no ratchet bitch
I need a boujee slut
I can't have no baby mama
Need no drama over nut
Told her if she wanna fuck
She gotta eat it all up
Any beef that I ever had
They nipped it in the bud
Got em calling all my fours
I think they scared of me or some
Foreign bitch all in my face
Like imma a celebrity or some
Mesmerized by all these chains
I made her suck em til I'm numb Bitch I go dumb
If you don't use yo brain
Imma take it from ya
I got stain from the A
To Columbia
Seven six twos
And they dumping em
Aiming at that nigga
And everybody who run with em
Nah I ain't done nigga
Say that was ya man
Motherfucker
You can run with him
Never be the same
Way the slug hit em
Way too gangsta
Don't hold no grudge nigga
Big four way too active
Bitch stop trapping
You hustling backwards
Trap moving slow
You can't get that shit off
Calling my bitch
Tell her how to use the
Vacuum Sealer
Twenty one bows
Like imma dealer
Sosa keep going
Yo time is near
On the hunt for the bucks
Not talking deer
I ball hard no cavalier
Four deep two Glocks
Four choppers tucked
I took his bows
Say it's money on my dome
Imma call his bluff
Told him I'm with my fours
And all of 'em keep a pole
Them hoes gone dump
Catch his ass he slumped
Throw his body in a truck
Don't know what I spent
But I know
I blew some racks last month
Can't fuck on no ratchet bitch
I need a boujee slut
I can't have no baby mama
Need no drama over nut
Told her if she wanna fuck
She gotta eat it all up
Any beef that I ever had
They nipped it in the bud
Got em calling all my fours
I think they scared of me or some
Foreign bitch all in my face
Like imma a celebrity or some
Mesmerized by all these chains
I made her suck em til I'm numb Bitch I go dumb
If you don't use yo brain
Imma take it from ya
I got stain from the A
To Columbia
Seven six twos
And they dumping em
Aiming at that nigga
And everybody who run with em
Nah I ain't done nigga
Say that was ya man
Motherfucker
You can run with him
Never be the same
Way the slug hit em
Way too gangsta
Don't hold no grudge nigga
Big four way too active
Bitch stop trapping
You hustling backwards
Trap moving slow
You can't get that shit off
Calling my bitch
Tell her how to use the
Vacuum Sealer
Twenty one bows
Like imma dealer
Sosa keep going
Yo time is near
On the hunt for the bucks
Not talking deer
I ball hard no cavalier
Credits
Writer(s): Jacquez Gantt
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