BALLIN’ LIKE A LAKER

[Verse]
Yuh
Life's a game, and its pay to win
I put my switch to the front then i face the wind
You know what the fuck is up, ion take offense
I just pull up with a tool, we gon' play defense
Yea, i just sipped on an eighth again
Got my crew up in the cut, and you know the kid
All these hoes know what's up, cause i flow with it
And this .44 snub leave you openin', yea
(yo what the fuck?)

[Verse]
Off the rip, imma play the bag
They like "yo where you getcho flavors at?"
Imma real big dog, i don't play for catch
And i be posted with the stove and the apron hat
Ay feel that, really wanna talk my shit
Bros wanna flex and the hoes act rich
Then i got the tits from a no good bitch
Said why you wanna keep it on the low for a bit?
Like, damn

[Hook]
Yeah, i'm just bout my paper
Yeah, ballin' like a laker
Yeah, i'm just bout my paper
Yeah, so bouta see you later

[Bridge]
Your bitch so cold throw it back
You know what i'm on, no ref
And i got the .44 strapped
If you wanna test i suggest step back

[Verse]
Bump in a new whip, i got bands
And the blade finna flex yo lucid
Yea, you know what it do bitch
Gas i smoke, not a cigarette stupid
Pose wit a new bitch
Couple hunnid ones got me feelin so loopy
Lets get paid to this music
Never woulda thought i'm the face of the new rich
Yeah, bump wit it, go slide to the left
She throw it back, i ain't pay no check, yeah
And i'm a boss, i don't take no shit
Got cash in the bank, rollin' wit a full clip, like
I don't take no shit from a hater
Bands in the whip, imma count my paper
Bad lil' bitch, imma mothafuckin' player
She so bad even god won't save her

[Hook]
Yeah, i'm just bout my paper
Yeah, ballin' like a laker
Yeah, i'm just bout my paper
Yeah, so bouta see you later
Yeah, i'm just bout my paper
Yeah, ballin' like a laker
Yeah, i'm just bout my paper
Yeah, so bouta see you later