Ball Out

Lyrics

[Chorus] I just wanna ball out with the squad (With the squad at the bar with the stars and the cars out) I just wanna ball out (And when I walk in, bring every item in the mall out) I just wanna ball out (I'm like flying all the time, no sleep, I'ma do it for my niggas) I just wanna ball out (I be grindin' every day and all night, I'm a real go getter) Let me show you how we do it, mayne, E-40 [Verse 1: E-40] Under-spots, bat caves, digital beams and scanners Gumbo pots, microwaves, ride down windows and cameras Recon, swivel, stepping on that yatchy Your money funny like a tickle, I make a thousand stacks an hour I'm still connected like a rattle, still got a line on that there powder I'm not a judge but got a jury, ballin' like Stephen Curry Get you up outta here in a hurry if I must (BLAOW!) Most of the time fools be worried 'cause they jealous their bitch on me 'Cause I'm wavy without the brush, no Murray's (Grease) Power player, no bench press, just burpies (Beast) Eating pistachios, cleaning my AK Smoking me weed and bumping me reggae All work no play play, I be gone 'til November, I'm leaving May The best thing I want y'all to do for me is pray That I make it home and get back safely one day I'm a for real ass hustla, I stay on the fucking case I'ma ball 'til I have it all ('Til what?) 'til I fall on my fucking face BIATCH! [Chorus] I just wanna ball out with the squad (With the squad at the bar with the stars and the cars out) I just wanna ball out (And when I walk in, bring every item in the mall out) I just wanna ball out (I'm like flying all the time, no sleep, I'ma do it for my niggas) I just wanna ball out (I be grindin' every day and all night, I'm a real go getter) [Verse 2: Chip$ Black] So lame, no game, lockout, no key You tryna smoke with no tree No fatigue, you so weak Sidewalk, you not street Sit down, no feet Dunkin' on 'em, no 3 Blowouts, no OT Chip$ Black take your bitch on the under, low-key Money up, no sleep My head back, nosebleeds Cement 3's, OG Doty, I'm all in Picture me rollin' 2Pac I'm blowin' Keith Sweat, I'm so smooth Chilli Palmer, be cool Made it clear, see through Backshot, re-do I show you preview, you better duck, D2 I'm D1, you D2, homeboy, I don't see you Anyway, my team on dream all you wanna be Halloween, Jamie Lee Curtis, Jackson, catch 50 Tyson on this mic, Armstrong on this bike Pedal to the metal, gear solid, you just all hype [Chorus] I just wanna ball out with the squad (With the squad at the bar with the stars and the cars out) I just wanna ball out (And when I walk in, bring every item in the mall out) I just wanna ball out (I'm like flying all the time, no sleep, I'ma do it for my niggas) I just wanna ball out (I be grindin' every day and all night, I'm a real go getter) [Verse 3: Nikatine Da King] No pencil or paper, banker only kind a live with Doctor, chopper, bed surgeon if we think he feel right Having no money concussion leave ya head hurtin' Good community, I rest in peace like a dead person Crib look like a mansion compared to y'all house Focus on money, you focus on me, what y'all about Trees and Backwoods like I live in a log house Yeah, I been to your house sperm in your broad's mouth Ain't even gon' lie, she showed me a dope time Pay-per-view, Showtime, charged her like my phone died Entourage clothesline, homie stay on your grind Could be where I was at two years ago with no time Backwoods, feeling it, we dark silhouette My name Nikatine Da King and I don't smoke cigarettes But I smoke niggas, I'm addictive, get the bitches wet I got a joke for you: money - y'all don't get it yet? [Chorus] I just wanna ball out with the squad (With the squad at the bar with the stars and the cars out) I just wanna ball out (And when I walk in, bring every item in the mall out) I just wanna ball out (I'm like flying all the time, no sleep, I'ma do it for my niggas) I just wanna ball out (I be grindin' every day and all night, I'm a real go getter)