Kalan.FrFr - Ima Ball lyrics

Ayy, I just wanna ball, ball, ball
Diamonds on my ears and my wrist and my arms
Two hoes on call
That do it all, Ethika on my drawers
She ain't gotta ask, lil' mama know I'm raw
You know I'm a baller, baby
Shot caller, baby
I can buy that new Mercedes
Pull up, I'm a hooper, baby
You know I'm a shooter, baby
You know we keep all the scores
Pull up in the Aventador
Tell me, what you crying for?

Tell me, what he lying for?
He ain't never balled, baby
He ain't Sean Paul, baby
He ain't John Wall, baby
He ain't take the rock, re-rock and
Throw it off the wall, baby
I was down too damn long but I'm on now


We was taking business trips but we home now
They gotta send a thirty piece whеnever
We hit thе road now
Whole gang Moncler uniform when we cold out
Can't let 'em know the play
Everything we say gotta be in code now
Die before I'll slow down
Let a fuck nigga get slapped
Up like it's a showdown i was in the field
Getting extra points at the store now
Used to be scared
That card going through for sure now

I just wanna ball, yeah
I just wanna pull up Rolls truck like y'all
I just wanna pull up, neck busting like, "Ah"
Like, he done run it up on y'all
Uh, I just wanna, I just wanna ball

Ayy, I just wanna ball, ball, ball
Diamonds on my ears and my wrist and my arms
Two hoes on call
That do it all, Ethika on my drawers
She ain't gotta ask, lil' mama know I'm raw
You know I'm a baller, baby
Shot caller, baby
I can buy that new Mercedes
Pull up, I'm a hooper, baby
You know I'm a shooter, baby
You know we keep all the scores
Pull up in the Aventador
Tell me, what you crying for?

You know I'ma let you ride
Like Meg thee Stallion
I drive all the Porsches
You know I'ma drop like three
Bands on your weave, saving all the horses
I know you got that ass, shake that shit
Go do all the twerking
Let's go to Saks Fifth
Let's do all the splurging
You know I'm a baller, baby
Got a little bit taller, baby
These hoes know they can't get to me
It done got a lil' harder, baby
The Saint Laurent shorts, Chrome
Hearts cost that copper, baby
Yeah, ayy, I make the same
Money as your doctor, baby
Yeah, I can take a Uber helicopter
I won't pop it
Rich nigga, shit don't never hurt my pockets
All profit, got too many bills
It can't fit in my wallet
Alzheimer's, can't remember being broke
'cause I'm ballin'

Ayy, I just wanna ball, ball, ball
Diamonds on my ears and my wrist and my arms
Two hoes on call
That do it all, Ethika on my drawers
She ain't gotta ask, lil' mama know I'm raw
You know I'm a baller, baby
Shot caller, baby
I can buy that new Mercedes
Pull up, I'm a hooper, baby
You know I'm a shooter, baby
You know we keep all the scores
Pull up in the Aventador
Tell me, what you crying for?

Bentley truck, been all in it
Lamb' truck, been all in it
Got the chef pulling up at the house
Ain't gotta call in it
First time we flying out on a jet
I smoked all in it
I was wit' a thick, lil' bitch
She choked all on it
She had vibes pull up to the crib
I choked all of 'em i don't even follow them
But I just hit the mall with them
Had to take it off for them
Fuck 'em all anytime I want
Ain't gotta talk to them

I just wanna ball, yeah
I just wanna pull up Rolls truck like y'all
I just wanna pull up, neck busting like, "Ah"
Like, he done run it up on y'all
Uh, I just wanna, I just wanna ball

Ayy, I just wanna ball, ball, ball
Diamonds on my ears and my wrist and my arms
Two hoes on call
That do it all, Ethika on my drawers
She ain't gotta ask, lil' mama know I'm raw
You know I'm a baller, baby
Shot caller, baby
I can buy that new Mercedes