Ale Ball (feat. Ivan 5ive James & MakeitSneed)

Told a bitch fuck that
Buss back hold back
Me never
Yeah
Fuck that, fuck that my words
They come out so clever
Yeah

Me and my hoes get lifted
We just like some feathers
Yeah
Told that bitch don't come back
We don't hang together

Yeah we can bang
Like pops in my name
Or blang dang dang
Like I'm a Lil B
Yeah, I'm in the
Yeah I'm in the streets
Even when I'm not
I'm so capisce
Italian
I like my bitches stout
Hmph stallion
Fucking with my medallion

You hangin with the boy
Get you sent to the Lord
Aye
Talking all this pressure
Something that you can't afford
Me and all my niggas came from all out of the court
All on one accord
Finna the ball on the court
Check the fucking sport

Don't matter what it is
Try me
Shoot yo mama's kids
This that flow
That turn yo hoe into bottom bitch
I talk that shit when I'm on one

Trying to shake the pressure off
But it's just gettin me stoner
Tryin to be the only one that ever sit on the throne.
But niggas hating on my crown
So I just tell them push on

These niggas push on peon
Neon Deon
How I'm primetime
This that shit that you can't clone
This that shit that you can't clone
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Credits
Writer(s): Ivan James V
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