LYRIC
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I'm in LA and I ball like a Laker (Ball)
He say that's his girl, but I bet I could take her (Bet I could take her)
Can't chase no bitches, I only chase paper (Only chase paper)
I'm tryna get my face all on the Fader (Fader)
Three hundred bitches, 300 the label (The label)
Bet I'm a plug his ass up like some cable (Plug)
I made the call and I chunk up the neighbor
Since a lil' bitty boy, had too much flavor (Flavor)
I gotta get it, I gotta get it
They know I cannot be stuck at the bottom (Stuck at the bottom)
Go to Coachella to fuck on the models
So many niggas, they know I'm they father (They father)
Fell on my feet and kept pushing (Pushin')
Her pussy stank, need to douche it (Douche it)
My dawg got my back like a cushion (Cushion)
I'm in day shift, I'm at Tootsies (Tootsies) [Verse 1] She tryna throw me the pussy (Pussy)
Baby girl know I ain't no rookie (No rookie)
I just might eat her lil' cookie (Eat it)
We steppin' out and they lookin' (They lookin')
My niggas will hide in your bushes (Your bushes)
You better not lie to your sister (Your sister, nah)
I just be ballin', like I hit a lottery ticket (Let's go)
They know I'm front of the line
I know these niggas be droppin' them dimes
He told and he scared and he couldn't do no time (No time)
Dreaming 'bout money, it's all on my mind (My mind)
Can't never hate on my dawgs (My dawgs)
Send her the addy she ate on my log (My log)
Too many hoes, they gon' leap like a frog
Stuck in the trap, I was gettin' it off (Gettin' it off)
I paint a picture like Cozy (Cozy)
These niggas, they act like they know me (Know me)
I been stayin' down, I been focused (Yeah)
They sleepin' on me like I'm local (Yeah)
I came in this bitch with a chauffeur (Yeah)
I keep the bread and the toaster (Yeah)
I cannot show no emotion
Pain running deep as the ocean (Pain running deep as the ocean) [Chorus] I'm in LA and I ball like a Laker (Ball)
He say that's his girl, but I bet I could take her (Bet I could take her)
Can't chase no bitches, I only chase paper (Only chase paper)
I'm tryna get my face all on the Fader (Fader)
Three hundred bitches, 300 the label (The label)
Bet I'm a plug his ass up like some cable (Plug)
I made the call and I chunk up the neighbor
Since a lil' bitty boy, had too much flavor (Flavor)
I gotta get it, I gotta get it
They know I cannot be stuck at the bottom (Stuck at the bottom)
Go to Coachella to fuck on the models
So many niggas, they know I'm they father (They father)
Fell on my feet and kept pushing (Pushin')
Her pussy stank, need to douche it (Douche it)
My dawg got my back like a cushion (Cushion)
I'm in day shift, I'm at Tootsies (Tootsies) [Verse 2] They want me to fall, but I got too much balance
My niggas winnin', this shit ain't no challenge (No challenge)
You know I get this, you know I'm not average
Diamonds they dancing 'cause bitch, I got clarity
Walk out in public, they stare at me
I'm taking pics but I'm arrogant (Pics)
Surrounded with nothing but savages (Savages)
I gotta feed my whole faculty (Feed)
This shit ain't no game, go shootin' off the rip
They let a pussy kill my nigga Nip
Been 'round the globe and we still taking trips
She tryna massage me with her lip
You gotta take this shit serious (Serious)
You niggas broke and delirious (Delirious)
Why niggas hatin'? I'm curious (Curious)
Double R Rolls, but I'm steering it (Steering it)
But I know the real niggas hearin' me (Hear me)
Niggas acting like hoes on they period (Period)
The hating disease, ain't no curing it
Hop on a jet and we Lear-in' it
We're packin' out shit 'round the globe (Globe)
They can't see me with a scope
I stick to the script and I just keep it real with niggas
Same niggas be hatin' on the low [Chorus] I'm in LA and I ball like a Laker (Ball)
He say that's his girl, but I bet I could take her (Bet I could take her)
Can't chase no bitches, I only chase paper (Only chase paper)
I'm tryna get my face all on the Fader (Fader)
Three hundred bitches, 300 the label (The label)
Bet I'm a plug his ass up like some cable (Plug)
I made the call and I chunk up the neighbor
Since a lil' bitty boy, had too much flavor (Flavor)
I gotta get it, I gotta get it
They know I cannot be stuck at the bottom (Stuck at the bottom)
Go to Coachella to fuck on the models
So many niggas, they know I'm they father (They father)
Fell on my feet and kept pushing (Pushin')
Her pussy stank, need to douche it (Douche it)
My dawg got my back like a cushion (Cushion)
I'm in day shift, I'm at Tootsies (Tootsies)
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