"Wanna Be Balla" lyrics
(feat. Tom G)
OK. Wanna be balla
Niggas mean mugging trynna act like they problem
If they scream gang, gon' head kill all them
Trippin 'bout my bitch but in love I'm not falling, that money steady calling
I'm feet straight
Head on the swivel when I dribble yea I need space
But I need bitch for something I think need face
Pussy so good I told her I want the mouth last
Big boy got three k's yea I'm a Outkast
I don't fear no man but God, you can merch that
Gave them the shirt off my back, lemme get my shirt back
I don't speak to hoes or in codes, straight forward fighter stance
Hold that pole then you blow and take a soul with you
'Cause if you don't dare, I'll leave a hole in you
Slick! Hating niggas holding you
That shit get real greasy
I'm the one with the drums I think they still need me
Smooth criminal no features how I kill easy
'Cause it really ain't no competition
They hold your hand for that pot you piss in
Niggas know that I'm different I give out spots to sit in
Please don't come up tripping you might come up missing
Look, uh
Use your mind nigga
They are on a hunt, but they can't find nigga
Without a mind, they never mind nigga
Without a brain without a brain, you just in time nigga
Without a flame, how you gonna shine nigga
Learn life because the lessons don't end
Niggas itching for a plate you see the flake in the skin
Play the back and read the room. You don't have to get acquainted
Always tell my dog safety because I know that nigga dangerous
Wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
Say they wanna be ballers
"Baby grow up don't fuck with ya"
Wanna be a baller, keep your eyes open
These fuck niggas a cross you out by the dollar
Trick on these hoes but shit on they baby mama
Baby grow up don't fuck with you that's karma
Lot of niggas flex in that bag forgot priorities
She go haul ass when you flat you couldn't afford the bitch
Dick ha down in meta glasses to record the shit
Let her wear that Cuban it's flashy like a ornament
All these hoes going, we pass them. It's a tournament
Tinder about that hoe and you crash you disappointed me
Plenty of cash, but we got more to get
Yeah, plenty of cash, but we got more to get
Trying to impress the streets, ain't doing no investing
Should've brought you some land, but you steady buying sections
Clout chasing on the Internet being messy
This is the error of the wannabe ballers I don't respect it
Wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
Say they wanna be ballers
Wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
Say they wanna be ballers
Niggas mean mugging trynna act like they problem
If they scream gang, gon' head kill all them
Trippin 'bout my bitch but in love I'm not falling, that money steady calling
I'm feet straight
Head on the swivel when I dribble yea I need space
But I need bitch for something I think need face
Pussy so good I told her I want the mouth last
Big boy got three k's yea I'm a Outkast
I don't fear no man but God, you can merch that
Gave them the shirt off my back, lemme get my shirt back
I don't speak to hoes or in codes, straight forward fighter stance
Hold that pole then you blow and take a soul with you
'Cause if you don't dare, I'll leave a hole in you
Slick! Hating niggas holding you
That shit get real greasy
I'm the one with the drums I think they still need me
Smooth criminal no features how I kill easy
'Cause it really ain't no competition
They hold your hand for that pot you piss in
Niggas know that I'm different I give out spots to sit in
Please don't come up tripping you might come up missing
Look, uh
Use your mind nigga
They are on a hunt, but they can't find nigga
Without a mind, they never mind nigga
Without a brain without a brain, you just in time nigga
Without a flame, how you gonna shine nigga
Learn life because the lessons don't end
Niggas itching for a plate you see the flake in the skin
Play the back and read the room. You don't have to get acquainted
Always tell my dog safety because I know that nigga dangerous
Wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
Say they wanna be ballers
"Baby grow up don't fuck with ya"
Wanna be a baller, keep your eyes open
These fuck niggas a cross you out by the dollar
Trick on these hoes but shit on they baby mama
Baby grow up don't fuck with you that's karma
Lot of niggas flex in that bag forgot priorities
She go haul ass when you flat you couldn't afford the bitch
Dick ha down in meta glasses to record the shit
Let her wear that Cuban it's flashy like a ornament
All these hoes going, we pass them. It's a tournament
Tinder about that hoe and you crash you disappointed me
Plenty of cash, but we got more to get
Yeah, plenty of cash, but we got more to get
Trying to impress the streets, ain't doing no investing
Should've brought you some land, but you steady buying sections
Clout chasing on the Internet being messy
This is the error of the wannabe ballers I don't respect it
Wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
Say they wanna be ballers
Wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
These niggas wanna be ballers
Say they wanna be ballers
