​how2ball

Lyrics

[Intro] -smell just like I farted Who tryn' come and start sh- (a-archangel) -smell just like I farted Who tryn' come and start sh- (lumina) -smell just like I'm fartin' Who tryn' come and start shit? Yeah, you [?] then, bitch nigga, we gon' depart shit Can't fuck wit' these boys at all [?] [?] in my blood, nigga, I- -how to- (fuck he said) (whaay?) (huh?) (go) (yeah, haeuuuugh) [Chorus] In the kitchen whippin' Betty While I'm in here wit'cho wife If you play with lumina We might have pull up, take yo' life I'm not type to play the games Don't talk on internet at all If you wanna play wit' niggas We gon' show you how to ball I'mma ball until I fall You don't even ball at all I got like two hundred thousand Million songs up in thе vault [?] just like Chris Paul Lucy dunk it like LeBron And yo' bitch just likе [?] Damn, my money way too long This is yo' bitch favorite song She gon' play it all night long If you thinkin' we gon' lose Lil nigga, you nothing but wrong Yo' bitch pulled up to my crib In nothing but a bra and thong I been smokin' hella thoinky Nigga, smokin' on that strong [Verse 1] I don't give a fuck about ya' nigga Big choppa realla rock a nigga Cookin' up, Betty Crocker, nigga I'on play, nigga, I will just sock a nigga Kickin' shit with the gang just like soccer, nigga Really click-clack pop a nigga Bad bitch askin' for a picture And she post it later up on Insta Shoutout Iv, that's my real sister I might kill you if you try and diss her Talkin' shit, we gon' get witcha' [?] gon' get witcha' Bend yo' bitch like we playin' Twister I can't trust you, you a real trickster Groupie bitch tryna' fuck with me I ain't say none, I just dismissed her [Chorus] In the kitchen whippin' Betty While I'm in here wit'cho wife If you play with lumina We might have pull up, take yo' life I'm not type to play the games Don't talk on internet at all If you wanna play wit' niggas We gon' show you how to ball I'mma ball until I fall You don't even ball at all I got like two hundred thousand Million songs up in the vault [?] just like Chris Paul Lucy dunk it like LeBron And yo' bitch just like [?] Damn, my money way too long [Verse 2] I just came up in the party Pull up in this bitch, let's come and get it started [?] Shoutout kula, bitch, we all up in [?] Thoinky smell just like I'm fartin' Who tryn' come and start shit Yeah, you [?] then, bitch nigga, we gon' depart shit Don't fuck wit' these boys at all [?] [?] in my blood, nigga, I know how to ball