BALL.

I'ma ball, ima ball
I'ma ball, ima ball (yeah)
Pick up phone, ima call
Put down the phone, I won't call
I'ma baller yeah baby
Told her feel like call, bae (yeah, baby)
Yeah, yeah
I'ma ball, yeah
I'ma ball, yeah
And I'm aiming far, knowing ima score
I don't want that whip, I don't want that chain
I don't want that drip, I don't want them hoes
I don't want that bitch
I don't want that gang no, I don't want that cliche
Skrr
Navy blue, I count the cash where are you?
I'm living fast, who the hell are you?
Try to keep up, hell naw ah ha look at you
Catch my drift
Tokyo Drift, you wouldn't understand naw
I'm standing on the pier, with my gun and my bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Tobiah Flangan
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