Ball (Bonus Track) Lyrics

Air pods max, can't hear y'all

I'm back bitch, hold my beer yah

I had to make it clear, yah

Brand new whip can't steer, yah

Brand new whip can't steer, yah

Bitch all I do is ball

Nah I ain't talking lay-up

Them niggas acting pussy

Yeah complaining bout the pay-cut

Bitch nigga just get your cake up

I'm racist I got three k's up

She's basic I do not date her

I'm swerving the Benz speed racer

Got blicky when I'm in danger

I got hella bands, I got hella bands (fuck)

Rick Owens is my pants, I got hella bands (fuck)

This just might be my chance, blow up taliban (fuck)

It's snowing on my wrist feel like weather man (fuck)

Your bitch gave me a kiss, I'm the other man (fuck)

I know you miss that bitch, I'm so sorry man (fuck)

I'm so sorry man (fuck)

I'm so sorry man (fuck)

I'm so sorry man (fuck)

I'm so sorry man (fuck)

Got big face now, Rollie got big face now

On my waist now, Celine all on my waist

I like my bitches face down

Ass up, lay down

Bought that bitch a new bag so she gon' do what I say now

She gon' do what I say (bitch)

Get in the back of the Wraith (bitch)

Robbin this nigga okay (bitch)

Robbin this nigga okay (bitch)

We gon' steal your J's

We gon' steal your J's

We gon' steal your lace

Damn, this nigga lame

Bitch all I do is ball

Nah I ain't talking lay-up

Them niggas actin pussy

Yeah complaining bout the pay-cut

Bitch nigga just get your cake up

I'm racist I got three k's up

She's basic I do not date her

I'm swerving the Benz speed racer

Got blicky when I'm in danger

I got hella bands, I got hella bands (fuck)

Rick Owens is my pants, I got hella bands (fuck)

This just might be my chance, blow up taliban (fuck)

It's snowing on my wrist feel like weather man (fuck)