Ballin B

No please don’t talk to me
Yea they always want something from me
No bitch don’t talk to me I’m just rollin’ up by myself in peace
Like No please don’t talk to me I’m just steady by my lonely I’m ballin’ B

Get the fuck up out my face you ain’t ballin’ G
Why ya hoe she alwayz fuckin’ callin’ me
I’m smokin collard greens til I fall asleep
Money counter in the back you kno that it beep

Shawty suckin on me want my kidz in her face
I don’t give a fuck I’m skrtn’ off do tha race
Cannot fuck with no hoez and I cannot do that
I’m just in my house and I’m not smokin’ on boof pack
Only smokin on tha gas and you kno that I do that

And I’m in my coupe what-