"Firearm" lyrics

I know everything about you
Fuck you, ovanni
If you not Ball Hog, then die

Got racks on the way, yeah, I got packs on the way, yeah
I don't fuck with nobody, they say I'm a snake, yeah
But I love my Ball Hog brothers, they my fucking day ones
Remember mom was stacking them quarters up, tryna hit the payphone
Keep pouring up Tris in my double cup, like I don't wanna live long
Niggas really think I'm a lick, you better watch for this firearm

Everybody hit that ho, why you tripping? That bitch going
I've been on planes all month, I really need to go back home
Ball Hog baby for life, you should know that, it's in my bones
Ball Hog baby for life, you should know that, it's in my bones
I'm going up, I got to watch, I know they jealous
Mama don't like who I hang out with, she think my niggas felons
I wake up, get high all day, I swear it feel like heaven
I make shit move when I walk in the room, I feel like Eleven
I hate life when I'm not with you, it feel like Armageddon (Fuck you, ovanni)
I can't crash, I can't crash, I'm at the intersection
Blow that cash, make it back, Ball Hog baby, I ain't stressin'
(If you not Ball Hog, then die)

Got racks on the way, yeah, I got packs on the way, yeah
I don't fuck with nobody, they say I'm a snake, yeah
But I love my Ball Hog brothers, they my fucking day ones
Remember mom was stacking them quarters up, tryna hit the payphone
Keep pouring up Tris in my double cup, like I don't wanna live long
Niggas really think I'm a lick, you better watch for this firearm