Baller Alert

Lyrics

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & PlayerrWays] She been suckin' all that dick, now her jaw hurt I'm a coach, got more flavor than Starburst Walk up in the bank, teller screamin', "Baller alert" You broke, I know your type, you niggas only ball on the first She been suckin' all that dick, now her jaw hurt I'm a coach, got more flavor than Starburst Walk up in the bank, teller screamin', "Baller alert" (Alright) You broke, I know your type, you niggas only ball on the first [Verse 1: PlayerrWays] Balenci hoodie, when I'm hittin' gates, I'm really in the flocks In double season Bape and I got Grammies on a site that bop Orange chicken, Susie in that buddah piece look like piss I'm really in that lick, I'm from the Stinc Team, I'm gettin' chip Fuck, I love the mic, but I'm stuck up in that field doin' sins I'm really tryna win, 'cause I ain't have a pot to go and piss in 'Member all them days when I was boostin' from my Nike Tech Was scuffin' on my Vans, in that mansion, I was wearin' [?] And some Off-White kicks, it's not a day where I ain't scared to scuff 'em One-ten saggin' just to go buy designer and go fuck 'em Fly Stincy, passin' for that chilli, get it out a chinky And I get so easty, I'm gon' snatch if I see his [?] Designer bopper, wearin' Dolce runners when I chase him down He talkin' 'bout them blowers, but he never made no chopper sound I passed out the janky Honda, Beamer, and the CLA I'm Mr. in Your Safe but I don't think he ever did no play [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & PlayerrWays] She been suckin' all that dick, now her jaw hurt I'm a coach, got more flavor than Starburst Walk up in the bank, teller screamin', "Baller alert" You broke, I know your type, you niggas only ball on the first She been suckin' all that dick, now her jaw hurt I'm a coach, got more flavor than Starburst Walk up in the bank, teller screamin', "Baller alert" (Alright) You broke, I know your type, you niggas only ball on the first [Verse 2: Day3] Alright On tour bustin' but I still need a knot Me and PlayerrWays, we hit the strip with a Glock Bust down lil' brodie, he got stripped for the watch And he ain't Stinc Team, you just dissed on the opps That one post got him blessed with a chop Still throwin' up the hood but ain't got blick on the block Ain't rank up for real, you just be stealin' from the opps I'm in Miami with the gang, we just keep spinnin' the block His chains tucked 'cause I'm a real snatch artist I graduated, but my Glock go retarted A thick bitch, I need a show like Mario It's an AMG Benz, but I'm doin' one forty A baller nigga, I'ma ball like Kobe Got stealth with me, Nina Ross is on me And don't be talkin' like you with it, bitch, it's ballers only I need a coupe or a Wraith, I'm tired of doin' one forty (Alright) She just wanna fuck with a baller Chains on me, bitch, my neck be full of that water Ice piece, but you don't get away, I'm smarter I need some Wockhardt, some Tris, bitch, that's a thought of a baller (What?) She just want a call, no collar No bitch, if you ain't got a bag, you watered I need a V out the bitch to pay the Stinc Team barber And you can't come over here, this room be full of them ballers (Alright)