[Verse]
These niggas ain't who they say they is they be lying to y’all
All these bands on me bitches think I hit the Powerball
She popped a perc and said she thought it was Tylenol
She act nice with you but she get nasty off this alcohol
My money 6'7 lil nigga I just stacked it tall
Yeah you had some money last year but you jacked it all
Bitch I'm trying to be a millionaire Imma stack it all
Ballin' on these niggas you would think I'm playing basketball
Took a couple losses bounced back I could never fall
Drunk some D'USSE before I skirted off I just hit the wall
Made the dumb bitch give me head she tried to jack me off
Rich from 7 Mile you ain't know that's my fucking dawg?
Bitch just pulled up on me next time she better fucking call
Mad on house arrest I can't even hit the fucking mall
I'm a baller you ain't
I be doin' what you can't
I could make your hoe faint
Broke ain't got no bank
She came over so late I still made her cook steak
I left while her son wait
She fucked on the first date
My life I can't make this up
The hundreds give me paper cuts
You better stop tricking on these hoes put your paper up
Beam on the nigga face bro made him eat the laser up
Got into an argument with your bitch cause she a lazy slut
She say "Nigga you really famous can I taste your nut?"
Got tired of giving her backshots so I left it on her fucking butt
She say "If my nigga find out he gon' beat me up"
I say "Bitch that's your problem I don't give her fuck"
Club ain't let bro perform so he shot it up
Being broke got boring so my money I just got it up
I ain't got to drop a fucking song to be popular
My bitch said "This Moncler boring I might cop a fur"
A hoe gon' be a hoe lil nigga ain't no stopping her
Seen my white fan at the mall he say "You poppin' sir"
Bitch said she sick of her nigga hoe I got the cure
Took her to Saks Fifth and I let her get a fucking [?]
Gotta have your money up if you wanna fuck with her
She gave me head while I drive I couldn't fucking steer
Fucked the bitch when she took me camping thought I saw a bear
My jewelry so loud it be hard for me to fucking hear
My chain make her horny got her licking on my fucking ear
They say "Death around the fucking corner" I don't fucking fair
My mama say she really love me I almost shed a fucking tear
Cause I put that lady through so much and she still here
I don't give a fuck slap a nigga in his wheelchair
They kicked my uncle out the fucking store get drunk and he steal beer
Knew the bitch loved me broke her heart and she still here
Futuristic car it got cameras in the fucking rear
[?] at a bitch and I missed you can ask Mirr
Heaven or hell to tell the truth shit I don't care
Fucked the bitch and made her walk home said I ain't fair
They say a nigga died at this house shit I wasn't there
Boy you ain't [?] you rockin' you got one pair
Yeah I'm out on bond but I still keep a gun near
Mad I drove home and I almost hit a damn Deer
Powerball was written by Pablo Skywalkin.
Pablo Skywalkin released Powerball on Fri Oct 25 2019.