(Feat. Chief Keef)
[Intro: ]
Ball out! What's up, bro?
Squad!
Ball out, baby, I've been balling since the sixth grade
Earrings was so big, couldn't even see my damn face! (no!)
Did you get the mix-tape? Balling on NBA
I'll be balling out, with that bubble with that damn sway.
In the kitchen cooking cakes, but it's not my birthday (squad, squad)
I never seen your bitch but, I bet I can fuck her on the first date.
Damn near passed out when I pulled up on 28 (squad)
Gold everything, but I don't look shit like Trinidad James!
Balling like Lebron James,
Smoking on that 2Chainz but I have on 1Chain
I don't have on 2Chainz ,
I will get another chain when I hit another stain
Whole block, three hundred bitch, GBE the gang
Squad, squad, squad'
Chief Sosa, baby I been balling hard no discounts
Three cars, six houses you can't tell me shit now
And I got it made, so I ain't taking shit out
Ain't tryna fuck it, get out this a suck a dick house!
Money house, bitch house, a pound house,
Break house, I even got an AK sitting at my bitch house
Don't make me switch out pull up get out
Start throwing cash everywhere and fucking every bitch now
Look at my wrist' chain' ears' my car'
My earrings so damn big that I can't hear now
Boy lets get serious now
You know you ain't getting count
Twenty in my left pocket Hermes wore that shit out.
Squad, squad, squad'