Wanna Be A Baller

[Intro: Lil Buckss & Lil Troy]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Mr. It's A Green Light
Fuck a go, real go, fuck
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, makin' money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way, yeah
Go, go

[Verse 1: Lil Buckss]
One opp dissed me back then but he ain't here no more (Uh-huh)
One opp dissed me this year but he don't like support (That nigga burnin')
My homie used to be the bro 'til he got backdoored
Givin' up them drops and switchin' blocks like, what you lack for? (Like what you lack for?)
Man, I love my niggas, on the guys I spin for 'em
Did a nigga so dirty can't put it in a song (Can't put it in a song)
Snaked your homie 'bout some Glock, you know you dead wrong (Dead wrong)
I got some homies in the jails that's never comin' home (Never comin' home)
Don't compare us to them niggas, they don't bleed us (They don't bleed us)
Free CCK out them jails until they free us (Until they free us, go)
She be fuckin' with them Campers, throw them C's up (Throw 'em up)
Flexin' with a hundred K plus, they can't believe us (Can't believe us)
2020 I was pop, we was slidin' (We was slidin')
And anythin' we want, we go shop and we buy it (Buy it)
That nigga got hit up and tried to hide it
He don't know that we had the drop, we surprise him (Go)

[Bridge: Lil Troy & Lil Buckss]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller (This the part where everybody put they guns in the sky)
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala (All that cool shit, all that murder one shit)
Call her, gettin' laid tonight (Go, go, real go)
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike (Go, go)
I hit the highway, makin' money the fly way (Go, go)
But there's got to be a better way (CCK in this bitch, go)
A better way, better way, yeah (CCK in this bitch, go)

[Verse 2: Lil Buckss]
Active out West, I feel like Jefe with that switch
I'm a grown-ass man, bro, put a fifty in that glizzy (Brrld)
Lo Shiesty ran track but he got cooked in them Balenci's (Go)
We was slidin' three deep, just me, Sko and Lil Livvy (Frr)
Nigga caught a headshot and did the Lo dance
Lil' bro bent the Glick like a grown-ass man
I was always across the streets, I ain't never hold hands (Never hold hands)
We got up close on what's his name, that nigga did his own dance (That nigga started—, what?)

[Outro: Lil Buckss & Lil Troy]
The fuck?
This nigga did his own dance
Call up on—, nigga did his own dance
Wanna be a—
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, makin' money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way, yeah