Ball 4 Ball lyrics

by

Summrs



[Intro: Summrs]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Summrs]
Wrap his ass up like a mummy
I got them drugs in my body
Hold up, please do not try me
I might just put me a homi'
I might just put me a homi'
I just might f*ck on yo' mommy
She loving me, lovin', I love my hunnids (Ooh)
Tryna talk to my brother, understand that we got the same mother (Uh)
But I got an M, shawty touchin' me you gon' meet yo mother
Word to my mother, I'm a rich-ass motherf*cker
Driving a eighteen wheels, Like a motherf*ckin' trucker
Or I'm in a GLE truck, no, this ain't no Hummer
I just got me a bad b*tch, she let me f*ck her
f*ckin' up all of these racks, you know that I carry a motherf*ckin' MAC, yeah
My killers gon' kill for that sack
This b*tch that she love me gave me a text
But I told that b*tch that I already had them damn rackies
Firearms on me, I don't wanna cause nobody harm, yeah
This watch cost a leg and a arm, yeah
I'm walkin' up in this b*tch armed, yeah
Take a Roxy, I'm high in the morning
These b*tches say I'm so charmin'
This Audemars Piguet frozen
You can see the diamonds when they storm in
And you can't afford my f*ckin' garments
[Chorus: Summrs]
Yeah, yeah
I ball on them b*tches for nun'
I ball on them b*tches for nun'
I gotta say baby, I ball on them b*tches for nun'
I ball on them b*tches for nun'
I sent my n*gga on a hunt

[Verse 2: Desire]
Yeah
Wrist lit, b*tch lit
Huh, yeah, Rick wrist
Blue Lambo, pull up b*tch
Ha, that lavish sh*t
Pull up and pop your brain b*tch
Put that b*tch in his face quick
Ruger, Ruger, huh, I'm clutchin' that motherf*ckin' Ruger
Extended clip at the bottom, it's long like a ruler
Sendin' n*ggas, I know they gon' do ya
These lil' n*ggas be pus*y, so soft
Coulda f*ck around, knock your dreads off
And I'm sippin' that red, not Wock'
And I'm sippin' that Tech, ya, ya
Lil' n*gga don't play with me, play with your b*tch
You glarin' me, choppa go "Fa, fa"
I spent some baguettes on a yellow coupe, I'm finna take the top off
My next car got a V12, [?] so I could write it off
A n*gga play up in this b*tch, we gon' send him in the air like TopGolf
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