Ball (Like Yee)

Why am I so sad?
Yeah, ayy, look (Yah, yah), okay

All I do is ball like, yeah
Okay, look, I spend the checks up at the mall like yee
Okay, I see you talking like you balled but
Okay, look, all my niggas do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Ayy, o-), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Okay, look, okay)

Smoke on that pack like it's nothing, my nigga
Ride through yo' city like fuck it, I'm chilling
Back to back burning, [?] pray that I'm lifted
Rollie pollie ollies, Xanny got me zoted
Motive, it's that potion, sipping slowly
Killing these niggas right out in the open
I'm in this bitch and her pussy leave soaking
We going straight to the top, no Makonnen
And my bro peddled the plug and you know it
That gram for the tank got the customer scoping
We hit the weed in the whip then we ride to the function
Pussy niggas talking pussy, they cuffing
I'm a baller, Jordan, Kobe, Carmello
Curry with the shot, I been clutch, making plays
Numbers been stacking so fuck what you say
I got paid for the verse, you work hard like a slave
Ayy, I don't do good with the opps
Ayy, I just say "fuck you" to cops
Ayy, I do dem tricks like magicians
Ayy, David Blaine inside yo' block
Ayy, [?], it's a habit
I want it, I get it, you reaching, I grab it
I pull out that Magnum, I don't do it rough
You talk about pulling that Glock, you could have it, ayy

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All I do is ball like, yeah
Okay, look, I spend the checks up at the mall like yee
Okay, I see you talking like you balled but
Okay, look, all my niggas do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy, yee)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Ayy, o-), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Okay, look, okay)

Shawty wanna tickle but she bad with the shits
Bitch suck a dick, [?] with the clique
Nigga wanna talk like he really 'bouta make it
I think you mistaken 'cause there's levels to this shit
Rolled up the strip with a dirty lil' cougar
Young niggas rap like you need an approval
Ride with the set, smoke loud in the Uber
Boost Mobile, race track smelling like a sewer
Pop with a shot from the Glock if you talk about
The flock of niggas that been rocking with the show-stopper
[?], 'cause my mission is to get it
I ain't never popped the pistol, [?]
And I'm dipping, roll like that dope, then my team gon' hit it
Roll with yo' bitch, then my team gon' hit it
Based God way I whip it, I'ma pour inside the kitchen
Make a killing with my niggas and [?] love my bitches
I been so clean and you know it, they call me Fukkit the Poet
That's a reference to my brother
Scuffing off the dirt and wash it where they slumber
Pouring up the drink and flexing with the missus
Smoking like a Piston but distantly wishing
Ball in the future, balled since the beginning
Bossing all these rappers I'm billing for reeling, chilling

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All I do is ball like, yeah
Okay, look, I spend the checks up at the mall like yee
Okay, I see you talking like you balled but
Okay, look, all my niggas do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Ayy, o-), yee (Ayy)
All I do is ball like yee (Okay, look, okay)