[Intro]

Why am I so sad?

Yeah, ayy, look (Yah, yah), okay

[Pre-Chorus]

All I do is ball like, yeah

Okay, look, I spend the checks up at the mall like yee

Okay, I see you talking like you balled but

Okay, look, all my niggas do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

[Chorus]

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy, o—), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Okay, look, okay)

[Verse 1]

Smoke on that pack like it's nothing, my nigga

Ride through yo' city like fuck it, I'm chillin'

Back to back burnin', [?] pray that I'm lifted

Rollie pollie ollies, Xanny got me zoted

Motive, it's that potion, sippin' slowly

Killing these niggas right out in the open

I'm in this bitch and her pussy leave soakin'

We goin' straight to the top, no Makonnen

And my bro peddled the plug and you know it

That gram for the tank got the customer scoping

We hit the weed in the whip then we ride to the function

Pussy niggas talkin' pussy, they cuffing

I'm a baller, Jordan, Kobe, Carmello

Curry with the shot, I been clutch, makin' plays

Numbers been stackin' so fuck what you say

I got paid for the verse, you work hard like a slave

Ayy, I don't do good with the opps

Ayy, I just say "fuck you" to cops

Ayy, I do dem tricks like magicians

Ayy, David Blaine inside yo' block

Ayy, [?], it's a habit

I want it, I get it, you reaching, I grab it

I pull out that Magnum, I don't do it rough

You talk about pullin' that Glock, you could have it, ayy

[Pre-Chorus]

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

All I do is ball like, yeah

Okay, look, I spend the checks up at the mall like yee

Okay, I see you talking like you balled but

Okay, look, all my niggas do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy, yee)

[Chorus]

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy, o—), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Okay, look, okay)

[Verse 2]

Shawty wanna tickle but she bad with the shits

Bitch suck a dick, [?] with the clique

Nigga wanna talk like he really 'bouta make it

I think you mistaken 'cause there's levels to this shit

Rolled up the strip with a dirty lil' cougar

Young niggas rap like you need an approval

Ride with the set, smoke loud in the Uber

Boost Mobile, race track smellin' like a sewer

Pop with a shot from the Glock if you talk about

The flock of niggas that been rockin' with the show-stopper

[?], 'cause my mission is to get it

I ain't never popped the pistol, [?]

And I'm dipping, roll like that dope, then my team gon' hit it

Roll with yo' bitch, then my team gon' hit it

Based God way I whip it, I'ma pour inside the kitchen

Make a killing with my niggas and [?] love my bitches

I been so clean and you know it, they call me Fukkit the Poet

That's a reference to my brother

Scuffin' off the dirt and wash it where they slumber

Pouring up the drink and flexin' with the missus

Smoking like a Piston but distantly wishing

Ball in the future, balled since the beginning

Bossing all these rappers I'm billing for reeling, chillin'

[Pre-Chorus]

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

All I do is ball like, yeah

Okay, look, I spend the checks up at the mall like yee

Okay, I see you talking like you balled but

Okay, look, all my niggas do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

[Chorus]

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Ayy, o—), yee (Ayy)

All I do is ball like yee (Okay, look, okay)