​​thrtyball lyrics

[Intro]
(Look how much men in midfield!!!)

[Chorus]
That lil' boy want smoke, leh' do it
Yeah, I just poured a four, that fine wit' me (Yuhh)
Yeah, that lil' ho, she like my music (Yuhh)
Yeah, that boy got that strap? Then use it
Ayy, in this b*tch wit' Thrtyball
I just dropped a thirty-ball
I just flipped the f*ckin' car
Off some mud, I don't trust my dawg
In this b*tch wit' Osa'
And we drivin' foreign cars
And we f*cked on foreign broads
I need me a foreign b*tch

[Verse]
Smoke that n*gga, n*gga yeah I sold that zip
Maybe I smoked some of it
What you gon' do 'bout it?
She put crack up on her lips
And I make her suck my di*k
I just flip that f*ckin' whip
On that lean, it make me sh*t
I don't give a f*ck 'bout sh*t
-She eat my f*ckin, on my f*ckin' di*k
That ho eat it up and she еat it real good
Need the money up, yеah, I need it real quick
She a dirty ho, I don't f*ck with that b*tch
[Chorus]
That lil' boy want smoke, leh' do it
Yeah, I just poured a four, that fine wit' me (Yuhh)
Yeah, that lil' ho, she like my music (Yuhh)
Yeah, that boy got that strap? then use it
Ayy, in this b*tch wit' Thrtyball
I just dropped a thirty-ball
I just flipped the f*ckin' car
Off some mud, I don't trust my dawg
In this b*tch wit' Osa'
And we drivin' foreign cars
And we f*cked on foreign broads
I need me a foreign b*tch

[Outro]
n*gga-n*gga-n*gga, yeah, I sold that sh*t
Ha, what you gon' do 'bout it?
Yeah, and I make her suck my di*k
On that lean, it make me sh*t