Lyrics

What y'all wanna do Wanna be ballers Hoops in her ear Shawty come from park of Baldwin Blacked out the Lenz Glasses like they come from Gotham Sipping cups of sin Got me in my feelings buzzing Yeah it's gross My top line leave an outline For these backward thinking folks Lord all of these stories That they telling got me closed Closed off from the world But I'm still heating up my soles Pointers for the team But I think that I might buy some golds Yea I'm heating up Diamonds on me got me freezing up On the balance beam I'm finally beat it up I made Pistol Grip they can't feed enough If the gristle hit I get greedier Got 2 missiles on me that's Expedia We won't miss you homie that's amnesia I got Zay coming just to clean it up Said I stay gunning bring the rock with me Wasn't really on the block with me See the shot clock, watch the clock with me Run the shots up, get some stocks with me Only real niggas that could flock with me Rocking teal nigga, you could shop with me They ain't bout it, they is not with me 40 acres, they could plot with me What y'all wanna do Wanna be ballers Hoops in her ear Shawty come from park of Baldwin Blacked out the Lenz Glasses like they come from Gotham Sipping cups of sin Got me in my feelings buzzing I just had to patent all my shit I know they robbing I'm just running off with all this shit It's straight larceny I just spent a loan on my wrist Got shit bumping I done brought her home off the strength Shit is nothin Imma be in position Get that custom Cartier Oh I know the feeling When you know that you a Saint Bathing ape I sleep in it Wake up straight to the chase I just upped the score got some new rank I just got another custom piece my closet lake I can't trust these niggas Cuz they giving what they take I might have to store up All these hits inside a safe Knots throughout the legs Got me walking wit a brace Blowing smoke in the building It's gon hypnotize her face Reggie Jackson niggas stealing All my flows but they ain't safe I'm the walking hits leader Watch how I step to the plate Niggas say they wanna feature But the price change by the date What y'all wanna do Wanna be ballers Hoops in her ear Shawty come from park of Baldwin Blacked out the Lenz Glasses like they come from Gotham Sipping cups of sin Got me in my feelings buzzing
Writer(s): Isaiah Russell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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