Dj Fresno
f#ck it we ball (ska ska)
f#ck it we ball (spunk spunk)
f#ck it we ball (Dbandz)
f#ck it we ball (Brrrrra)
I’m at the spot, I’m at the court, I’m at the mall. (I’m at the mall!)
f#ck it we ball (f#ck it f#ck it f#ck it)
f#ck it we ball
f#ck it we ball (ska ska)
f#ck it we ball (spunk spunk)
f#ck it we ball (Brrrrra)
f#ck it we ball
I’m at the spot, I’m at the court, I’m at the mall. (D-Baaaaaaaands)
f#ck it we ball (f#ck it f#ck it f#ck it)
f#ck it we ball
Slick Rick my chains come in from the arctic
I pulled up in da slime mobile my cryppas was like “aw shit”
My wins come in bunches ain’t never gett’n losses
Your music sound like Drake bruh that sh#t made me nauseous
I’m with NVus… Shout out Achey
You talmbout some lames bruh that is not me
I took yo b#tch to Paris now she saying that I’m classy (aww man)
I be Balli’n I ain’t talking Spalding! (swish!)
f#ck it we ball (ska ska)
f#ck it we ball (spunk spunk)
f#ck it we ball (Brrrrra)
f#ck it we ball
I’m at the spot, I’m at the court, I’m at the mall. (D-Baaaaaaaands)
f#ck it we ball (f#ck it f#ck it f#ck it)
f#ck it we ball
And I got some silver hangin’ on my collar (what?)
I be in the paint posted up like a balla
G-G-Gotta keep it straight
I’m the fish and you the bait
Slam my fist it melts your face (hubbada x4)
Put you suckas in yo place
Cruisin down the pavement chucks is what I’m lacin’
I be spitting new while you rappers on the same sh#t
My boys they be ragin’ Yo boys they be lazy
Im the studio and I be goin’ crazy! (GAAAAAAAA)
f#ck it we ball (ska ska)
f#ck it we ball (spunk spunk)
f#ck it we ball (Brrrrra)
f#ck it we ball
I’m at the spot, I’m at the court, I’m at the mall. (D-Baaaaaaaands)
f#ck it we ball (f#ck it f#ck it f#ck it)
f#ck it we ball
That b#tch like my drip yeah that b#tch like my wave (my waaave)
Truey on this sh#t I got truey on the way (UuuUuuh)
Makin all this sh#t I swear I’m gon’ need a safe. (she see my safe)
Ballin every day had to put that BB round my waist (my waist)
And we got that choppa that shit’ll leave you open (Bom.. Bom Buh)
I’m so f#cking spaced out I can’t f#ckin’ focus (yeeeEeee)
I just made 100 rack that b#tch that want my bonus (Brrrrrr)
I just did a show and I pulled up in a Lotus (FUUCK)
f#ck it we ball (ska ska)
f#ck it we ball (spunk spunk)
f#ck it we ball (Brrrrra)
f#ck it we ball
I’m at the spot, I’m at the court, I’m at the mall. (D-Baaaaaaaands)
f#ck it we ball (f#ck it f#ck it f#ck it)
f#ck it we ball
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