(Run for cover)
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
20 inch blades on the Impala
Caller getttin’ laid tonight
Got a blunt rolled up, gettin’ blazed tonight
I hit the highway, gettin’ money the fly way
I hit the highway, gettin’ money the fly way
Wait, been in H-town about a week
Got inspired up in spot with a freak
On that drink, so you know a nigga geeked
Tongue so long that she think a nigga Greek
I be gettin money everyday of the week
Pull up in the old school, swingers on the feets
Swingin’ and you know I got them speakers bangin’
Let me hear you sing it
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
20 inch blades on the Impala
Caller getttin’ laid tonight
Got a blunt rolled up, gettin’ blazed tonight
I hit the highway, gettin’ money the fly way
I hit the highway, gettin’ money the fly way
Aye, Just touched down we in Dallas
You know I heard Park Ave got the baddest
Somebody tell C.J. I need a platter
I gotta smoke in the club, ’cause it’s a habit
Pull off in style we do the dashes
Girl with them curves, I might crash it
Girl what you heard, I’m just asking
She said you know what I heard
You Luke Nasty
We gettin’ high like a Rasta
And I got her high on my roster
Said she in school to be a lawyer
She could have been a doctor
She just
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
20 inch blades on the Impala
Caller getttin’ laid tonight
Got a blunt rolled up, gettin’ blazed tonight
I hit the highway, gettin’ money the fly way
I hit the highway, gettin’ money the fly way