Lyrics Campfire Song / Ball Out by Juice WRLD

I got some sugar, some sweetness
No beat only sugar, heh, alright
Try this one, Only, only sugar, hahaha ahh, Try This One
Mouv
DJ MUXXA
Uh
I don’t wanna know imma fall down (uh)

I ain’t finna fall down
Fourth quarter short, imma ball out
Don’t go to work, baby just call out
Ain't no waiting, no stalling now
I’m finna ball out
Fourth quarter, shorty, no call outs
Don’t go to work, baby just call out
In the bedroom all out

Percs on the counter
I can’t wait to take them
Blunts on the counter
Can’t wait to face it
Bad lil b*t*h, yeah, she be my favorite
All my songs, they all on her playlist
I don’t really know how to say it but imma say it
I don’t really know if she take it but she can take it
I don’t slow it down unless I’m in the matrix
Presidential brain that b*t*h like Sarah Palin

I ain’t finna fall down
Fourth quarter short, imma ball out
Don’t go to work, baby just call out
Ain't no waiting, no stalling now
I’m finna ball out
Fourth quarter, shorty, no call outs
Don’t go to work, baby just call out
Uh, in the bedroom all out

Here it go
I’m not the same n***a that I was a year ago
Thank God everyday for this miracle
In the trap house singing negro spirituals
Aunt Jemima, best believe I’m in trap goin entry lining
Pull up on them with the Rollie, that’s perfect timing
I guess that means that the stars aligning
Gun sing like CeCe Winans
Change sh*t just like the climate
Sit back in my seat reclining
I call that sh*t perfect timing
I’m in another country getting new money
My money act depression, yeah that’s blue money
Feeling like I had depression, I was blue or something
Until I smoked a pack and I blew or something
I ain’t finna fall down
Fourth quarter short, imma ball out
Don’t go to work, baby just call out
Ain't no waiting, no stalling now
I’m finna ball out
Fourth quarter, shorty, no call outs
Don’t go to work, baby just call out
In the bedroom all out