Back Ballin' Freestyle Lyrics

The Joker!

10 heads, that's a hunnid K, a light day

The plug like my bestfriend nigga I don't gotta buy drank

I gave him weed and told him find some (heads) guess he don't like pape

This nigga judging how I live my life, I told him eat a frank

I could give that boy a sleeve, I'm not a tat artist

I don't wanna hit your cup if that shit ain't the darkest

The toughest niggas getting killed, I'd rather be the smartest

Asking why I'm up so early, waiting on my package

I got your bitch here in the stu, trynna do my ad-libs

She rubbed my nut all on her mouth because she has some chapped lips

I got the money boy, it ain't a problem that it can't fix

I ain't send that bitch a lyft, slid on the bus, came for this dick

15k just in the morning, took your bitch to get some Rick

She asking if I got a type cause I like all my bitches thick

I'm worth a couple hunnid, in my trenches, eating cheese grits

If I front you this work, can you get it gon' quick?

I let Simba work the day, Imma take the night shift

On my way to get some food, then MSG to watch the Knicks

She went and put that kitty on him and he couldn't pay her rent

I ain't paying for that shit, bitch, no, I ain't a trick!