DGainz, Buck 20 Brick Boyz, Vic Mone, Lil Durk - We Ball lyrics

(D-G-A-IN-Z) that's me, that's me, that's me

I rock with a squad full of fuckups
Antivigilante nah, girl
You can't hang if you ain't
Comin' out them panties
This is Canon camera, shawty
Screws kinda loose
You can blame it on society, Kush, the Goose
See, I ain't never had shit
So fuck ya handouts
Fuck the world, skeet on that bitch, yeah
That's what I'm about
This is Operation Get It, fuck the other side
Best believe when I get it
All aboard the dick ride
The Struggle, yeah, I know
That guy, matter fact, met him too much
The main nigga hatin' on us
Met him when bottom I touch
The world look so different from
A perspеctive of the underdog
No–No feelings at all
I'll bе at the top when you call

Now watch me and my niggas ball, ball
I don't fuck with you niggas at all, all
Now watch me and my niggas ball, ball
I don't fuck with you bitches at all, all
(Choppa, Choppa, Choppa Da Goon)

Okay, watch me and my niggas ball
I don't fuck with none of y'all
"Why that money callin' me?" You mad
'cause it ain't callin' y'all
Me, I'm on that Chris Brown shit
I fuck her wall to wall
Bitch, I'm Choppa Da Goon
I make that chopper bust at all of y'all
Chopper stand as tall as y'all
I'm ignorin' all your calls
Bitch, I got my money up and
Now I'm switchin' mall to mall
You can't kick it with them Bricks unless
We bust them jaws and walls
Bitch, I'm on the block
I hustle winter, summer, spring or fall
Yeah, bitch, I'm Buck 20
Chevy sittin' on what? Twenties
Hundred thousand on my dick, I got hoes
What? Plenty i I I fuck with Lamron, bitch
I know you know that shit
Lil–Lil Durk got the Kush, gon'
'head and roll that shit, yeah

No, I can't, stop askin' me
Just watch me and my niggas ball, bitch
We ball like athletes
Fuck that ho, man, she slutty, oops
I mean she is a slut
No, I will not feed her
That bitch can't even get a pizza puff
You can't kick it with them Bricks
Guess that's what I'm tryna say
If my team can't grind your face, bitch
You don't even get the time of day
All these groupies on my dick
Bitch, I don't want you
You can keep your man all I do is ball
Guess that's why I'm in my free throw stance
Ever since Welch passed away
I'm startin' to see some of the guys is fake
Niggas get mad when I flash
The cake, please don't trip
I'll blast the eight
My whole team go-getters
Rap niggas should know better
My flow hotter than the middle of July, in
The middle of the rockin' four sweaters, ayy

Now watch me and my niggas ball, ball
I don't fuck with you niggas at all, all
Now watch me and my niggas ball, ball
I don't fuck with you bitches at all, all

I ain't never heard of ya, nah, dawg
We ain't friends
So don't be callin' me "bruh
Bruh" 'cause pussy nigga, we ain't kin
My whole team some
Starters, y'all benchwarmers
Y'all can't win
My money on a card now, so bankrolls
I don't spend agent K, hoes and cash
I put money over bitches
Turned up to the max, outer space swag
Call it solar system
Thirty popper on my waist
Me and Vic Mone on a mission
If you want a brick, call Loco
He be water whippin'
Real nigga music, all you other guys fugazi
Loud to the face got a nigga real lazy
My partner 'nem some gunners
Bombin' shit just like the navy
Yeah, plus, my money real tall
'95 Bulls, see my whole team ball

I break bread with them dreadheads
Want beef? I spit lead
Your girl wanna get fed
But I fucked her friends instead
And like my nigga Choppa said, "Bitch
I'm on my grind"
My niggas gotta shine and bitch
I'm gon' get mine and since it's grind time
Niggas out to get mine
And since these niggas big time, we
Puttin' them on the flatline, yup
Niggas thinkin' they tough can get fucked up
'Cause when my thugs roll up
All them niggas fold up
Sho nuff, vic', gettin' money
Niggas thinkin' it's funny
I put your ass in a hole, Bugs Bunny
Yup, know that we about that dough
And when my nigga Black come through
You know we poppin' bottles, leggo

Now watch me and my niggas ball, ball
I don't fuck with you niggas at all, all
Now watch me and my niggas ball, ball
I don't fuck with you bitches at all, all
(L's)

Keep some bands, so free Bump J
He don't play, we don't play
Cancel shit like Nino days heater spray
Crackin' shit like BOA ballin' like we MIA
Shoot to kill, the age of eight
Shot and killed, and built a case
Half the city fuck with me
Half the city know I'm 'bout it
Half the city like my style
Half the city want me bodied
You know how these niggas is
Cut off their dick and change their jeans
Cliqued up with them heavy hitters
Nobody can stop my team, L's
Fifty-shot, with that beamer hot that hot
Homicide the spot
Can't catch me, I'm goin' with Dot
Act up, then you filled with dots
Run up, then you lickin' shots, L's