[Intro]
(Hey, Keltecs)
[Chorus]
I'ma ball like I got no option
Pop my shit, keep talkin' my shit
'Cause I already know they watchin'
Got a Glock 4-O right by my side
In case these niggas be plottin'
Bitch, I'm 'bout my cheese like cottage
I ain't fuck wit' no school
I ain't go to no college
And I might fuck this bitch
Even though I know she got some mileage
They like "damn lil' nigga, you wildin'"
I just popped out, so many racks on me
This shit can't fit in my wallet
Throw that shit on without no stylist
I love countin' new money everyday
Lil' bitch, that shit won't stop pilin'
And I told that hoe get the fuck out my face
Lil' baby, yeah, just stop callin'