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big homiie g - ball lyrics

[intro]
(ky muney made this beat)
woah
y’all know we livin’ this life right now, fast money, fast cars
you know all the hoes want to f+ck on a superstar
woah

[chorus]
ball (ball), ball (ball), ball (beep, n+gga, take everything out your pocket and blow it, n+gga, f+ck it)
woah, ball, n+gga (ball, n+gga), ball, ball (they gon hate on you whether you get it or not, n+gga)
woah, ball, n+gga (ball, n+gga, that’s why every chance i get, i’ma—), ball, ball (don’t let n0body tell you can’t do it, n+gga, do it, yee)
ball, n+gga (ball, n+gga, yee), ball, ball (yee, whatever you want, go get that sh+t, ball, n+gga)

[verse 1]
aw, only got one life to live, so we gon’ pop it ’til we fall
i made twenty racks today and i spent half of it at the mall
all these b+tches on my d+ck, i barely pick up when they call
n+gga approachеd me ’bout some dope, i lookеd at them like they the laws
i ain’t into savin’ sh+t, i’m tryna f+ck this money off
i can’t take this sh+t with me, i’m tryna buy, how much it cost?
you n+ggas callin’ ’bout some lines, i’m tryna cop the whole pint
i blew all my pocket change (blew all my pocket change), now i’m right back at the bank (pocket change)
they like, “g done lost his mind,” i don’t care ’bout what they think
spendin’ more money than they make, they just mad ’cause they can’t
blow this sh+t until i faint, drug habit, i’m no saint
even though it’s bad for me, i’m tryna re+up on some drank
[chorus]
ball (ball), ball (ball), ball (n+gga, take everything you got, n+gga, blow it, f+ck it)
woah, ball, n+gga (ball, n+gga), ball, ball (they gon’ do what you gon’ do, anyway n+gga, f+ck it, yee)
ball, n+gga (ball, n+gga), ball, ball (don’t let n0body tell you can’t do it, n+gga, do it)
ball, n+gga (ball, n+gga), ball, ball (whatever you want, go get that sh+t, ball, n+gga)

[verse 2]
woah, i went ruth’s chris for my dinner, i went lobster, she went steak
joe called, said it’s on the floor, so i shot straight back to the bay
seventy+five hundred for some floor seats, watchin’ the lakers as they play
that was me and lex like khaled, n+gga, we the best
know i put on, got that sh+t on every time i dress (woah)
b+tch, call me by my first name like don’t you see my texts? (no)
doin’ this sh+t because i can, i’m ballin’ on my ex (woah)
i remember i was f+cked up, them days had me stressed (yee)
workin’ a job for them little+ass checks, i can’t do nothin’ with that (nothin’ with that)
i was f+cked up, had to get up, get my sh+t together (sh+t together)
got my setup, ran my check up on a different level
you can’t tell me what i know ’cause now i ball forever

[chorus]
ball, ball, ball, ball (can’t take none of that sh+t with you, n+gga)
ball, n+gga (ball, n+gga, yee), ball, ball (better do this sh+t while you got it, n+gga, f+ck it)
ball, n+gga

- big homiie g lyrics

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