Turbo
Start set trippin, blood
He-Ha-Ha
Ayy, Ball 
Yeah, lets get it
Yeah, lets get it 
Btich
Ayy, OBlock
Ayy, 300 
Ball 
Ayy, actually, lets get it
On Foenem, Ball come in with your verse 
We dont need to do no chorus, come straight in with the verse 
Ayy, catch up
Ayy, catch up
Ayy, catch up
From Starter jackets to Gucci, From Air Force 1s to Louie
My charm icy like Boosie, Bitches throwing me coochie
Riding round with my shooters, Robin Jeans, Im Buddah
Pouring lean Im blue though, 9-11 the two door
Fire red like Rudolf, Imma wrap this hoe blue though
Moving more than U Haul, You aint real if you talk
Thats why they call me Ball, Cause all I know is Ball
Stacking hundreds in the wall, Spent a hundred at the mall
Paid a hundred for the car, Look like a walking lick, but Im a walking dog
Nigga Ill box you off
I aint Young Jeezy I aint swapping shit out
Pull the sticks out, hollows hit scalps
I could show you the real definition of Lean, definition of scheme
Pull up choppa waving out the back window, leave a nigga with dreams
I could show the define of spending Gs, the very least
All the bad bitches up in the strip club, subtract this cheese
I got bands so I just spent 10 thousand on a coat
And the feds asking questions but I dont really know
I just wanna count paychecks and smoke this dope
Even though I real high, my choppa real low
In the Louie store, getting sized; Foreign car, getting high
Bakery, getting pie; Look up, Im in the sky
Off the two, energized; Big shells, get minimized
Weight the steel, exercise; She suck me now Im paralyzed
Counting racks in bed, Im finna get a sled
Got a bam bam in the car, finna turn a nigga Fred
Take your name up off the lease, hit that bitch with a shred
Like eeny meeny-miney mo, click clack cause Simon said
Heads down, thumbs up; Time to play 7-UP
Lil Folks got a 7 tucked; Dont arrest the messenger
Riding with that Duck Duck Goose, Its musical chairs in this top-notch Coupe, no scoop
I could show you the real definition of Lean, definition of Scheming
Pull up choppa waving out the back window, leave a nigga with dreams
I could show the define of spending Gs, the very least
All the bad bitches up in the strip club, Subtract this cheese
I got bands so I just spent 10 thousand on a coat
And the feds asking questions but I dont really know
I just wanna count paychecks and smoke this dope
Even though I real high, my choppa real low