Spaulding ft. Drew Banga Lyrics

Dribbling the ball, wasn't my calling

Used to hit the mall, we was stalling

Used to shop at Ross, now I'm balling

Running up a bag, tryna get my check up

Niggas want some diamonds, tell them ice the neck up

Niggas want the pho's, tell them cut the checkuh'

And on the back end, we was stacking

Same old same, ain't about none of that

Switching up the wave, so we had to run it back

Say you want the money, but would I always come with that

And if you sell your soul, ain't no way to get it back right

Cause this shit on my own, got me gone, girl you better get right

Playing with your thumbs, girl you gon' miss this flight

Playing with me is like playing with yourself

Playing with me is like playing with your health

Playing with me is like playing with your wealth

Dribbling the ball, wasn't my calling

Used to hit the mall, we was stalling

Used to shop at Ross, now I'm balling

Running up a bag, tryna get my check up

Niggas want some diamonds, tell them ice the neck up

Niggas want the pho's, tell them cut the checkuh'

And on the back end, we was stacking