Ball Lyrics

Yeah

Aye Q

Where you goin

Slang that ball

I be sliding fast I be riding with them strikers

These hoes be on my ass knowing I ain't finna wife em

Don't be tryna nag hoe

I ain't tryna fight

Bitch just suck this dick

Use that shit like a mic

He don't be coming down my neck

Knowing you ain't got no racks

I done been had these boys upset

Hit they lil hoes right from the back

Told them boys go get a check

Bitch don't stop put it on the gas

She want it

I ain't gotta check don't give a fuck bout no tag

How you ain't got no bag

There's a hundred ways to get it

I take five's I take 10's But I love them 50's

And them 100's

I ain't gon lie I ain't pop out til I had 150

I ain't gon lie bitch I'm fried I been poppin sipping

Tripping think that I ain't been getting to it

I got wock and heart

Pullin up in that new whip lil hoe call me tony stark

Lil hoe know her position she just gotta play her part

And she knows if she tripping she can't add it to the cart

She keep looking at my neck and my wrist seeing stars

How you get them racks in them pockets going hard

How you spend it make it back in one night it ain't that hard

What you gon do for these racks bitch

Slang that Ball

I be sliding fast I be riding with them strikers

These hoes be on my ass knowing I ain't finna wife em

Don't be tryna nag hoe

I ain't tryna fight

Bitch just suck this dick

Use that shit like a mic