Baller Talk (feat. Big Quis)

I tell my side bitch shut up when my wifey callin'

She let a lot of shit slide when she know you ballin'

If we all chasin' money, why the fuck you crawlin'?

Time wait on no man, this watch cost a fortune

I walk around with all this jewelry like you ****' hoes

Talkin' crazy, I'ma smack you with this fuckin' loaf

Where I'm from, you dirty motherfuckers ain't in style

I copped the foreign and it made my older **** proud

I don't like none of you lames, all you **** lame

If you think that I'm a ho, please touch this chain

All these hoes is fair game, they love rich ****

Every **** in my clique is worth six figures (Big Aoc)

Bought the Rolls Royce, I felt like Michael Jordan

If you ain't shoppin' with us then you get extorted

I'm gettin' money, ain't no motherfuckin' paper shortage

I'm in the 550 and Givenchy what I'm sportin'

I swear to God, my neck, it hold more water than a sponge

I'm fuckin' on your bitch right now, you take her when I'm done

Tell the waitress hurry up, I need five thousand ones

Some might call it trickin', I just call it havin' fun

Fuck sellin' mixtapes, bitch, I sold tons

I made funds with my **** that was on the run

I ain't comin' in the club if it ain't with the gun

Fuck the murder case, ****, I'ma make the bond

I'ma stunt 'til it's over, you broke and you sober

I can't wait to run a hater over in my Rover

Your wifey showed up lookin' empty, where her Fendi at?

And don't bring your kid out if it ain't fifty stacks

Man, I love your lil' bitch with her lil' greedy ass

She said she can't stand fuckin' with your stingy ass

Bitch, bring your ass here with your lil' needy ass

But first, hit the highway with these hundred bags