Ball Wit U ft. TRE TIMMONS Lyrics

Yeah

Ah wooo

Yeah

Yeah, uh

Show off for the people who hate on me and you

Spend this money together baby it's me and you

Flex hard whenever I hit the mall with you

I got Saint Laurent on me girl I ball wit you, you, you

Girl I ball wit you, you, you

Do it all for you, you, you

Blow it all on you, you, you

Girl I ball wit you

She want that Lambo with the pink drip

Ass so fat man her jeans thick

Ball every week, every season

Spend that money for no reason

Hundred on diamonds, we freezing

Count that money, no sleeping

Gucci bed sheets for the dreaming

God damn she gave me top while I'm eating, God damn

Hulk Hogan with the muscles, bitch I flex uh huh

Chevy cruising take off like a jet uh huh

Reign supreme and I ain't even blow a cheque uh huh

Why you hating mother fucker, bitch I'm next uh huh

Show off for the people who hate on me and you

Spend this money together baby it's me and you

Flex hard whenever I hit the mall with you

I got Saint Laurent on me girl I ball wit you, you, you

Girl I ball wit you, you, you

Do it all for you, you, you

Blow it all on you, you, you

Girl I ball wit you

Ain't no rush lets take our time

She my light when the sun don't shine

Always hit her back when she hit my line

Baby girl I'm tryna make you mine

So lets link and bounce (Let's bounce)

She gone put it down (Down)

Every time that she around, yuh

Got my head in the clouds, yuh

She changed my whole game up got me feelin' like the man, yeah

Got me actin' like I'm someone else, don't understand, yeah

They all talkin' crazy you know I don't give a damn, yeah

Had it all mapped out but now I put her in my plans, yeah yeah

Show off for the people who hate on me and you

Spend this money together baby it's me and you

Flex hard whenever I hit the mall with you

I got Saint Laurent on me girl I ball wit you, you, you

Girl I ball with you, you, you

Do it all for you, you, you

Blow it all on you, you, you

Girl I ball wit you