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ball - big homiie g lyrics

[intro]
(ky muney made this beat)
woah
y’all know we livin’ this life right now, fast money, fast cars
you know all the hoes want to f*ck on a superstar
woah

[chorus]
ball (ball), ball (ball), ball (beep, n*gga, take everything out your pocket and blow it, n*gga, f*ck it)
woah, ball, n*gga (ball, n*gga), ball, ball (they gon hate on you whether you get it or not, n*gga)
woah, ball, n*gga (ball, n*gga, that’s why every chance i get, i’ma—), ball, ball (don’t let n0body tell you can’t do it, n*gga, do it, yee)
ball, n*gga (ball, n*gga, yee), ball, ball (yee, whatever you want, go get that sh*t, ball, n*gga)

[verse 1]
aw, only got one life to live, so we gon’ pop it ’til we fall
i made twenty racks today and i spent half of it at the mall
all these b*tches on my d*ck, i barely pick up when they call
n*gga approachеd me ’bout some dope, i lookеd at them like they the laws
i ain’t into savin’ sh*t, i’m tryna f*ck this money off
i can’t take this sh*t with me, i’m tryna buy, how much it cost?
you n*ggas callin’ ’bout some lines, i’m tryna cop the whole pint
i blew all my pocket change (blew all my pocket change), now i’m right back at the bank (pocket change)
they like, “g done lost his mind,” i don’t care ’bout what they think
spendin’ more money than they make, they just mad ’cause they can’t
blow this sh*t until i faint, drug habit, i’m no saint
even though it’s bad for me, i’m tryna re*up on some drank
[chorus]
ball (ball), ball (ball), ball (n*gga, take everything you got, n*gga, blow it, f*ck it)
woah, ball, n*gga (ball, n*gga), ball, ball (they gon’ do what you gon’ do, anyway n*gga, f*ck it, yee)
ball, n*gga (ball, n*gga), ball, ball (don’t let n0body tell you can’t do it, n*gga, do it)
ball, n*gga (ball, n*gga), ball, ball (whatever you want, go get that sh*t, ball, n*gga)

[verse 2]
woah, i went ruth’s chris for my dinner, i went lobster, she went steak
joe called, said it’s on the floor, so i shot straight back to the bay
seventy*five hundred for some floor seats, watchin’ the lakers as they play
that was me and lex like khaled, n*gga, we the best
know i put on, got that sh*t on every time i dress (woah)
b*tch, call me by my first name like don’t you see my texts? (no)
doin’ this sh*t because i can, i’m ballin’ on my ex (woah)
i remember i was f*cked up, them days had me stressed (yee)
workin’ a job for them little*ass checks, i can’t do nothin’ with that (nothin’ with that)
i was f*cked up, had to get up, get my sh*t together (sh*t together)
got my setup, ran my check up on a different level
you can’t tell me what i know ’cause now i ball forever

[chorus]
ball, ball, ball, ball (can’t take none of that sh*t with you, n*gga)
ball, n*gga (ball, n*gga, yee), ball, ball (better do this sh*t while you got it, n*gga, f*ck it)
ball, n*gga

- big homiie g lyrics

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