Lemme Go n Ball Out

Money over everything

Got an extra twenty for this bust down

I feel like Teezo when I touchdown

I been workin' so damn hard 'til the sun down

Pull up to the party, make it shut down

Caught him at the red light, told him, "Run down"

And I'm fuckin' on a thot, she said, "Cum now"

Swervin' in a Hellcat, terrorize your hometown

I ain't playin' on your court, bitch, I'm playin' out of bounds

And my bitch bad, she get ass to the ground

ARP with no stock, but it came with fifty rounds

Yeah, yeah, boy, you better get down

Lemme show you how to motherfuckin' ball

I'm ballin' in the mall, Chris Paul

Shout-out Xav', lookin' like I'm Chris Paul

I'm finna spend a bag, I don't care at all

I'm at the Chase Bank, makin' withdrawals

Bitch, I'm finna take another Perc, and then I'll withdrawal

Then I'm gon' make another forty ball

If you in the gym, bitch, you better go and call Saul

I'm finna ball out, finna ball out

I'm finna ball out, finna ball out

I'm finna ball out, finna ball out

I'm finna ball out, finna ball out

Got an extra twenty for this bust down

I feel like Teezo when I touchdown

I been workin' so damn hard 'til the sun down

Lemme show you how to motherfuckin' ball

(Lemme show you how to motherfuckin' ball)

Shout-out Xav', lookin' like I'm Chris Paul

(I'm finna spend a bag, I don't care at all)