Lyrics Ball by Young Smoke

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I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this b*t*h, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new sh*t
Leave that old sh*t in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my n***as and break off my dawgs

I'ma go hard for my squad
My bro, he shoots like LeBron
I told her one night then I'm gone
We tryna pull strings like a don, yeah
We hit back forth, ping pong, yeah
Like switch, she'll turn me on, yeah, yeah
My shooters come from [?]
We givin' out smoke, no bong, yeah
They thought I lost it like gone, yeah
From the south side, shooting n***as broad day, like that's a opp
I never been home in like six weeks
They tryna leave me six feet deep
Me and J-Dawg shoot like Klay and KD
Stacking bread on my Robin, they hasty
I coulda bought Balmains, I bought Robin's
She sucking d**k like-
I got a shooter with me like Harden
If I see a opp J five a lotto
Baby, let's mingle
I could teach you my lingo
But first, give me head out your single
It started out on the bando
Flippin' rocks, I said f**k the rocks, didn't have handles

I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this b*t*h, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new sh*t
Leave that old sh*t in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my n***as and break off my dawgs

I was really in the streets, for real
These n***as never want beef
I went pour a four in the studio and put me right to sleep
Amiri jeans cost a couple G's
My jeans filled up twice like a geek
Bro told me, keep it on me, can't leave
Ain't sh*t for free, ten bands for the feat'
Sleeping on me, gonna wake up
Told you, that's time I get the cake up
Cop a Rollie but it's face-up
Shooter with me, just Tatum
I see they try by the [Kay?]
I see they watch like a dayjus
I like a girl with no makeup
I'm the only one tryna save us
Can't go let them take us 'cause I'm tryna ball
Can't you see us right through, why you false?
Lotta opps in the woods, in the ross
Break off the team, break off the docks
I can't even see the homeless stuff
Beat it like Billie Jean to the song
I'm riding for Smokey till a n***a gone

I'm making flips
I'm in the stu' making hits
'Bout to go ice out my wrist
I got this b*t*h, she digging the ad-libs
'Bout to go make her do tricks
She moving her hips like she in gymnastics
Her body filled with plastic
She getting rich, but one thing, I'm on the new sh*t
Leave that old sh*t in the past tense
I'm tryna ball, ball, ball, yeah
You could get flipped just like a brick, it's only one call, yeah
I'm at the top, when you at the top they want you to fall, yeah
I'm tryna go hard for my n***as and break off my dawgs