[Intro: Blo]

Need ball money

I could've been a ballplayer, I just wanted ball money

I ain't wanna be a ballplayer, I just wanted ball money (Exo)

I could've been a ballplayer, I just wanted the ball money (Dollaz cooked this shit up)

[Verse 1: Blo]

Could've been a ballplayer, I just wanted the ball money

Niggas cap like it's all there, same nigga need to borrow money

She ask can I pay for her hair? I just gave her all hundreds

She on her second BBL, that's why she ain't got no stomach

Remind me, done lost a bean, gotta put shit up for my children

Tell the pussy-ass boy that I'm chillin'

As a kid, you was passin' out water, ask the water boys, they'll tell you I was stealin'

Bitch mad that I fucked her friend, pussy-ass ho, need to get out your feelings

Tell the truth in all my songs, but I can't speak about them killings (Shh, shh)

Bro got found dead, news say he got shot in the head

Like my money blue, if you play, this shit can get red

Yeah, I still fuck with dog, but we don't talk 'cause he in the feds

Bro gettin' rich off merch like Ced, she done said fuck me and left me for dead

I want 5K for a feature

I want 5K just to come land at your prison drunk like nice to meet you

Five hundred for a JBL speaker

Showed my Jamaican grandma my strand, she like, "Damn, this some good reefer"

I put the dot on the top of his head, the red one, feel like Mia Khalifa

I'd still fuck on Mia Khalifa

Chief Keef was my idol, I never listened to Wiz Khalifa

White boy shit, go Justin Bieber

Stefon Diggs, I'm a wide receiver

Her boyfriend Jeffrey, still believe him

Told my new bitch she ain't gotta worry 'bout Destiny or a bitch named Leah

Shout out to my new bitch, she be fuckin' me good, virtually when I see her

Old car still get peeled

Murk somethin', murk somethin', my niggas go BabyDrill

SRT, never stole a Kia, but I'll go spin out the stolen Kia

Don't even know me, but told me she love me, I looked at her twice like, "Be for real"

[Verse 2: Lil Blaze]

They like hold up, who that is? That's Lil Blaze, so be for real

Ayy, who the fuck done put Lil Blaze with Blo and all he do is drill?

I'm Mr. Put a dub on niggas' head without a record deal

The fire department called, they say he hot as fuck, he need to chill

So they threw his ass in jail for wildin' out, they need to free him

Niggas broke, these niggas trim, they ain't caught up with me in years

All these fuckin' transactions, at this point, I don't even see 'em

All in prison payin' rent for places I don't even live

Pay his bitch to come straight out her clothes and capture it on film

Hold up, wait, style got flowers, a few hundred to a thousand off the rip

Money showers, have you washin' all the hate off with some bills

Quarter pounder my left pocket, food be supersized in there

Zero mileage on the V truck, yeah, this bitch costed a grip

Doin' time, I got my feet up, I don't care how these bitches feel

Every day, I make a thousand, speed it up, I want a mil'

I buy stuff for all my bitches, I don't care who them bitches is

But if they run they mouth, they runnin' me off, that's what it is

Excuse me, bitch, say watch your mouth, all of us got large amounts

STK for dinner, with the vibes, we don't do no Waffle House

So much damn money in this bitch, I damn near lost the count

If he ain't got a dub, then excuse me, sir, you cannot come around (Lil Blaze go crazy, bitch)

Ayy, hold on, let me drill a minute, drill in my unhealed edition

Every time I try to shake it, I'm relapsin', I start feelin' different

Blaze ain't learned a thing, been gettin' shit spint, yeah, while he still in prison

Drop a check on bro, then he may die layin' in the field division

I might pop a duck, I ain't pop a Perc', my pockets stuffed, I'm Papa Smurf

Go against this shit, gon' need a church, I'm a belt boy, bitch, I go berserk

Like a fuckin' print shop, we put niggas on a fuckin' shirt

Need a fuckin' pitstop, stopped his car, he couldn't even go to work

Good example of how them switches burst

Hold up, wait, let's get it started, Glizzy, he done went retarded

Mini Drac' gon' turn the biggest gangster to a mini Barbie

See, I can troll, but don't respond, I send a blitz, we get to arguin'

Ain't gon' lie, you could say nothin', I'm still gon' spin your shit regardless

Cutwater got her cuttin' up, stroke her good, she nuttin' up

Like football in the hood, she throw her number up, I bust her up

I think my bitch a virgin, at this point, no one can fuck with her

Somebody get this beat a fuckin' doctor, I done fucked it up