Ball - Drego, Beno

Okay

Woo

You can do what you want, I told my niggas ball (Ain't no right or wrong)

My fiend like that topside, but prefer that gnaw

Yeah, I get excited when my unky call

I even like it better when he here to ball (Meech, man)

It’s a deuce, Bigalow, you can’t get involved

Pour it in the liter, I’ma sip it all

He took the shark out the water and it locked her jaws

You can come and shop in the hood, dog, it’s like the mall

You should’ve seen when I hit this lil' bitch with my leg up

I ain’t goin' out like Rico, ain’t givin' my mans up, uh

I’m on the road duckin' the feds, huh

A thousand eight grams, I’m fuckin' the scale up

Niggas wanna beef with me, I told him get his bread up

It’s twin turbo on this AMG, I gave 'em heads-up

Claim to be a real nigga, but you play your mans, what?

Actin' like you had some grams, but you really had cut

How you gon' tell how me how to live?

You ain’t never had nothin'

I mix the alphabet with math, I got them M-30s floodin'

Dog, I never thought that school’d teach me somethin'

Dog, you never caught or dropped a nigga, nothin'

This shit gettin' insane

My fiend keep gettin' mad 'cause she can’t find a vein

Bitch, I’m first class in Delta eatin' on a steak

We got work past the pressure, bitch, we 'bout to shh

It’s a silencer on the top when it shoot, it—

Fuckin' your bitch on the balcony, lookin' at the view

I got the bitch bent over like she tyin' her shoe

You tryna sell that old girl, it’s lookin' like The View

You can cop about a gram, cop about a dozen

She said, «How you cut the car off?»

Told her, «Press that button»

In the club, bring the magnets 'cause I’m 'bout to flood it

She say her pussy, it was good, but it really wasn’t

Should have my sister beat her ass just for all that frontin'

When I pull up on the block, yeah, it’s one hundred

When you see me hop out, you better move it

Bitch, I got a hundred clips, this ain’t no movie

If I tell her shoot this bag, she gon' do it

Oh, you ain’t gettin' to that cash?

You a goofy

She seen the new me, actin' like she been knew me

In the two-seater with two hoes in a two-piece

I play the two, but hell nah, I ain’t hoopin'

I slide in on that rat, but nah, I ain’t Boosie