Baseball

Uh, let's go, uh, yeah, come on, BANKBOY, yeah, let's go
Broski knockin' shit up out the park just like it's baseball
Niggas, they be foo', and they be fake, that's why I hate y'all
Beam up on the Glock and hit his face, and now he Ray Charles

Boy, we stand on business, this shit real, fuck who not involved
Boy, I get that gas and roll it up, this the Opp Pack
The way she threw it back, I fell in love and I can't stop that
And if she tryna fuck on the first night, then that's that Opp hack.

We catch you, push your top back, that's on gang, bet you can't stop that
I'm like, nigga, you a bitch, nigga, what you wanna do
Boy, I better not catch you trippin', stupid, better tie your shoes
Catch him, hit him with them hollows, skin burnin', he can't move

Boy, I'm stackin' all this bread real tall to the moon
Broski knockin' shit up out the park just like it's baseball
Niggas, they be foo', and they be fake, that's why I hate y'all
Boy, we stand on business, this shit real, fuck who not involved.

I'm just out here tryna chase them digits, sorry I ain't called
Broski knockin' shit up out the park just like it's baseball
Niggas, they be foo',and they be fake, that's why I hate y'all
Beam up on the Glock, it hit his face, and now he Ray Charles

Boy, we stand on business, this shit real, fuck who not involved.
I'm like Michael Myers, nigga, I'll pop up at your door
Mask on, suited up, nigga, come and slit your throat
Long nights in the studio, I be losin' hope

Man, racin' all these drugs, I'm takin' and I'm movin' slow
I'll bug the fuck up that's that 130 in me
Caught that boy outta bounds, had like two 30s on me
Boy, you better not test your luck, you get put up, don't fuck with me

Bitch, you best to come correct, this murder shit is fun to me