BALL OUT ft. DON BONELLI Lyrics

See you aint gotta leave baby

I Got my own keys baby

We can roll out catch a vibe get high til we stoned out

Crash out dont gotta leave we can turn in at my house

I dont come with no spouse

Im enjoying life Ima ball out

We be getting money we go cash out

Been about my money been cashed out

Never been a bitch with my hand out

Running up these cookies

Like A Girls scout

With no doubt

Good niggas its a drought

Confusion on pussy when the dick

Run they mouth

Just fuck to hear me shout

Couple rounds then I bounce

Be strictly on the paper so I might call you later

Aint worried about no haters fuck the opps n the traders

We can rich roll if you want too

Got my homegirls bring yo boys through

Talking real niggas thats gon first shoot

Aint worried bout no threats bitch who are you

Im crazy with these niggas aint tripping with these bitches

Put a nigga in position Im the one make decisions

Iam her take control play my role

You got the fee then fosho its a go

We be getting money so its only right we ballout

In the streets in the field I never took the saver out

Every time we step up in the club We bring the paper out

Nigga say he tripping then fosho We bring the neighbors out

Knock knock or I send a bitch

Im tryna get rich so I aint thinking with my dick

From night to the morning the party Rolling keep it lit

Im super swagger out red bottoms Im a crip

All these bitches on me when I walk through

See me in the middle of the party

Do my dance im that man when I fall through

I aint tryna ball you

But if you fucking with me I need that fee

Lil baby or I cant call you

No im not a regular person Im not a regular nigga

I be really in the trenches With the Killas

Blowing on this cookie me and Kema

Riding around town topdown doing 100 in a beama