Le$, Larry June - Ball x Parlay lyrics

The higher I get, the more I be fuckin’ up
So, good thing we out of weed
Uh,  yeah, uh, yeah
Only ‘til I get to the house though
I got more weed at the house yeah, uh, look

Champion sweats, Balenciaga’s
These days, only movin’ for a dollar
(For a dollar)
I’m always unbothered when I’m
Out in the streets, look
(Streets)
Smellin’ like gas right in front the police
(yeah, yeah) don’t be fuckin’ with my peace
When you see how I’m chillin’
Gon’ take a hit of this
You gon’ see how I’m feelin’
Got the sauce like Walk-
Never slip when I’m spillin’
Tryna go from underground to the
Top of the ceilin’ (Top of the ceilin’)
I can never judge you for
The point of your view (Point of your view)
Everything been done before, pimp
Ain’t none of this new
(Ain’t none of this new)
See, I’m lost in the game
Better get you a clue my words’ true
Only faces I won’t see is blue
I pass it off to my right hand
(Right hand) , a real nigga, not no hype man
Money Mitch style
Gold chains on my nightstand (Gold chains)
Six rings, might put ‘em on my mic hand
Once you outta wind, bet your kite land

Whether sunny or gray, uh (Sunny or gray)
We gon’ ball and parlay, yeah
We gon’ ball and parlay
Whether sunny or gray, yeah (Sunny or gray)
We gon’ ball and parlay, yeah
We gon’ ball and parlay
Whether sunny or gray, yeah (Sunny or gray)
We gon’ ball and parlay, yeah
We gon’ ball and parlay
Whether sunny or gray, yeah (Sunny or gray)
We gon’ ball and parlay, uh
We gon’ ball and parlay, yeah

I’ve been my own boss
Always move at my own pace (Own pace)
Cool young playa, I remind ‘em of old Ma$e
(yeah, yeah) paper over pussy
That’s just somethin’ I don’t chase
(Don’t chase) love, I ain’t no rookie
I just got me a young face (Haha)
I been out the loop but not out of touch, uh
Cookin’ up some plans that I can’t discuss
Uh still up in the race, if you ran with us
Look y’all movin’ kind of slow
You ain’t ran enough, look
I’m thinkin’ 2020, got my vision on next year
(2020)
Gotta stay ahead, put my shit into next gear
(yeah, yeah) circus full of clowns
You ain’t got no respect here
Niggas can’t rap
They all startin’ to dress weird
(Fuck is that?) i see the world clear
Through these gold frames ain’t no lanes
(yeah, yeah) , if it is, I’ma still swang
My shit bang (Bang)
We done had the high score for a minute
(For a minute)
You ain’t got enough coins or the
Skills to ever switch it, lil’ nigga

Whether sunny or gray, uh (Sunny or gray)
We gon’ ball and parlay, yeah
We gon’ ball and parlay
Whether sunny or gray, yeah (Sunny or gray)
We gon’ ball and parlay, yeah
We gon’ ball and parlay
Whether sunny or gray, yeah (Sunny or gray)
We gon’ ball and parlay, yeah
We gon’ ball and parlay
Whether sunny or gray, yeah (Sunny or gray)
We gon’ ball and parlay, uh
We gon’ ball and parlay, yeah

My bike $5K, parked it next to the Beamer
(Parked it next to the Beamer)
Baby hella bad, I think her name was Moesha
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Only here for two days
Said she really from Cleveland
(Really from Cleveland)
Met her at Barnes & Noble
Drinkin’ coffee and readin’
She probably never met a nigga
Like me in her life (yeah)
Kimchee fried rice on my way to the fight
(Fight)
It’s just a white tee, but the jacket is nice
(Nice)
Purple North Face complimentin’ the ice
(Good job)
We can parlay, Tito’s on ice (Ice)
Your boyfriend a bitch
So your pimpin’ is hype (Pimpin’ is hype)
Purified water, I just added the ice (Ice)
Eighty percent fag, gotta roll that dice
(yeah, uh) i can’t say baby wrong
She don’t know no better
(She don’t know no better)
Flipped the old-school with Italian leather
(Good job, Larry) put my face on the orange
Juice and made a killin’ (Made a killin’)
Had to do the steak and
Shrimp for my Texas niggas (What’s hannin’?)
What’s hannin’?

Check, yeah ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Man, uh, yeah good job, Le$, numbers
Good job, Roger
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Man