CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Ball (Solo Demo)
Mm, stunt on a b*t*h
Ball, Kyrie, swish
I hit that b*t*h in the back of a Bentley
So deep, I'm in her belly
.40 on me, I'm ready
Ha, yuh, back in a mix
I'ma take this perc, I'ma take your b*t*h
Celebrate success, confetti
Remember forever, you cannot forget me
Uh, uh, step in Balenci
I'm pullin' back on my slimes in a bitty
I'm startin' to think I run this city
These n***as want beef, get stake like Philly
I went and ran up a couple of milli
Now everybody want to make money with me
Nobody wanted to struggle with me
Now they wanna get triple-doubles with me
I put Dior on my body, I feel like a boss, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm winnin' every day, they taking loss, yeah, yeah, yeah
Not only do I got drip, I got sauce, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci and the Goyard cost dead presidents
Kinda like a grave yard, oh
Fresh out the grave yard, oh
I got the chains on, oh
I'm not a slave, dawg, oh
You do as you told, I do whatever I want
You got the rack-racks in, I get it big brackin'
Baby, your n***a a has-been
He can't do the sh*t I did
Look at his house, my crib is like ten times big
Look at his watch, my wrist, take a sh*t on his
Yeah, sh*t on 'im, up and dumped the clip on 'im
Ball, Kyrie, swish
I hit that b*t*h in the back of a Bentley
So deep, I'm in her belly
.40 on me, I'm ready
Ha, yuh, back in a mix
I'ma take this perc, I'ma take your b*t*h
Celebrate success, confetti
Remember forever, you cannot forget me
Ball, Kyrie, swish
I hit that b*t*h in the back of a Bentley
So deep, I'm in her belly
.40 on me, I'm ready
Ha, yuh, back in a mix
I'ma take this perc, I'ma take your b*t*h
Celebrate success, confetti
Remember forever, you cannot forget me
Uh, uh, step in Balenci
I'm pullin' back on my slimes in a bitty
I'm startin' to think I run this city
These n***as want beef, get stake like Philly
I went and ran up a couple of milli
Now everybody want to make money with me
Nobody wanted to struggle with me
Now they wanna get triple-doubles with me
I put Dior on my body, I feel like a boss, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm winnin' every day, they taking loss, yeah, yeah, yeah
Not only do I got drip, I got sauce, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci and the Goyard cost dead presidents
Kinda like a grave yard, oh
Fresh out the grave yard, oh
I got the chains on, oh
I'm not a slave, dawg, oh
You do as you told, I do whatever I want
You got the rack-racks in, I get it big brackin'
Baby, your n***a a has-been
He can't do the sh*t I did
Look at his house, my crib is like ten times big
Look at his watch, my wrist, take a sh*t on his
Yeah, sh*t on 'im, up and dumped the clip on 'im
Ball, Kyrie, swish
I hit that b*t*h in the back of a Bentley
So deep, I'm in her belly
.40 on me, I'm ready
Ha, yuh, back in a mix
I'ma take this perc, I'ma take your b*t*h
Celebrate success, confetti
Remember forever, you cannot forget me
