Spaulding

Dribbling the ball, wasn't my calling
Used to hit the mall, we was stalling
Used to shop at Ross, now I'm balling

Running up a bag, tryna get my check up
Niggas want some diamonds, tell them ice the neck up
Niggas want the pho's, tell them cut the checkuh'
And on the back end, we was stacking

Same old same, ain't about none of that
Switching up the wave, so we had to run it back
Say you want the money, but would I always come with that
And if you sell your soul, ain't no way to get it back right

Cause this shit on my own, got me gone, girl you better get right

Playing with your thumbs, girl you gon' miss this flight
Playing with me is like playing with yourself
Playing with me is like playing with your health
Playing with me is like playing with your wealth

Dribbling the ball, wasn't my calling
Used to hit the mall, we was stalling
Used to shop at Ross, now I'm balling

Running up a bag, tryna get my check up
Niggas want some diamonds, tell them ice the neck up
Niggas want the pho's, tell them cut the checkuh'
And on the back end, we was stacking



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Writer(s): Devon Montgomery
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