Back Ballin (On The Radar)

[Intro]
Keep that shit lowkey, Tae

[Verse]
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Where yo' car, where yo' jewelry, where yo' house at?
She tryna get me out some cheese, that's a mousetrap
She probably want a wedding ring, I highly doubt that
I blew like half my deal money, had to bounce back
Back ballin', right back in this bitch like where the scouts at?
He said he caught me slippin' but I really can't even count that
Eighty-inch TV in the crib, can't really mount that
Robbed my plug for a zip of dope, he want his ounce back
Airbnb host seen we threw a party, this nigga want his house back
City nigga said he want a feature but I know he cap
This lil' nigga left his bitch around, you know we smacked
I was tryna get high, but his weed wack
I got a drone in his hood lookin' for opps, orbital v-sat
I'm drunk as hell leavin' the club, where my keys at?
Wit' all this ghetto rappin' goin' on, we need Alicia Keys back
A bitch just tried to give me change back, like I need that
I make most of my money off of scammin', I don't need rap
Right now, I'm on Telegram huntin' 'cause I need glass
I fucked up cuttin' a check out the paper, this a rough draft
I would take her out in public, she got no class
Bro ain't cover his plates when he dropped, wit' his slow ass
I got this one bitch that we can call, she be on go fast
I need a new cook, look at his fonts and got no mass
He broke as hell, he got on Tinder and got no matches