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  • Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
  • Year of Release:2022

Lyrics

Balling center stage, tryna catch the wave, I know

Treble and the bass, bout to make a play, high notes

UV with the rays make the choppa spray pyro

Roll another jay tryna see how blaze I go


Balling center stage, tryna catch the wave, I know

Treble and the bass, bout to make a play, high notes

UV with the rays, make the choppa spray pyro

Roll another jay, tryna see how blaze I go


Double cup, this ain't lean in it, this is Hennessy

Fuck is up, who the coldest niggas, better mention me

Rolling up, you can fly with me, where's your energy

Loaded up, you can die quickly, show my enemies


Baby said she fucking with my vibe cause I'm mysterious

Hate how all these other niggas, can't take them serious

Now her homegirl coming with us cause she curious

Fuck them to the City Girls, hope they don't miss their period


Trust me if you love me, you gon love me forever

I can't be stuck with forever, scenery change like the weather

Always seducing to the Coochie, Gucci sprayed on the sweater

Momma can make me that cheddar but she can't lay on my leather


I gotta over grind, I put in overtime

So until December my nigga watch how I over shine

I gotta vision to witness, can't put you over mine

On my flow everyday they tryna catch the wave


Balling center stage, tryna catch the wave, I know

Treble and the bass, bout to make a play, high notes

UV with the rays make the choppa spray pyro

Roll another jay tryna see how blaze I go


Balling center stage, tryna catch the wave, I know

Treble and the bass, bout to make a play, high notes

UV with the rays make the choppa spray pyro

Roll another jay tryna see how blaze I go


Bitch I reign up over all, my pain don't equal flaws

In the booth with no drawers jus to shit all on y'all

When I give it my all, bitch I feel like Lebron

Gliding from the free throw with my hands on my balls


Hustle hard like Rick Ross these niggas can't hold me back

Grease buildup on my stacks, told my bitch hold these racks

Cause we gon ball out til we fall out, hit the bank and withdrawal out

Hunnid thousand like salad dressing

Made a couple blessings off this thousand island


Clock work I got perfect timing

Spit the verse you thought the sun was rising

In a hearse is where the beat is dying

You can join that bitch if you get defiant my nigga

So jus settle down, you ain't gotta flex when the king around


Hell naw bitch ya can't touch my crown

Hell naw you can't chill in my lounge

Bad enough we let you niggas walk our ground

Bad enough we let you niggas walk our town

Trees in a blunt, I will burn you down

Like a nugget to the crisp how you look right now


It's Jarl Deejus Far, came to put that dagger in ya heart

Smooth like an assassin through in the dark

Poison in the dart, made ya body freeze

It's a work of art nigga


Balling center stage, tryna catch the wave, I know

Treble and the bass, bout to make a play, high notes

UV with the rays make the choppa spray pyro

Roll another jay tryna see how blaze I go


Balling center stage, tryna catch the wave, I know

Treble and the bass, bout to make a play, high notes

UV with the rays make the choppa spray pyro

Roll another jay tryna see how blaze I go


Pack come in, drop it off like the mail, don't ask, don't tell

Better get a boat, tryna ride a nigga wave, before the bitch set sail

Talking big bags nigga, big cash, better tell them get they weight up

Smoking good gas, go in the stash

That cookie I ain't even have to bake up


Wake up early in the morning

Gotta get my day started

Stretching and yawning

And a job that pay hardly

But still a nigga had dreams of balling like I'm James Harden but a rapping artist


I'm the shit, no potty, fuck the after party, I am the party, I go retarded

Gummy boy but I ain't Tekashi

Stupid on the protools l, nigga that's old news

Nigga better ask somebody

Everybody raps but I ain't ole dude


Told you it's dope, I rap exotic

Gotta problem, I'm strapped I pack a Caliver

No click or clack, and we out no laundry

No snitches, no rats, don't tell nobody


Shawty got an ass with a banging body

Won't lick no cat, no Garfield coming

If I swing this bat, I'ma Barry Bonds it

Hit that, flip that, trying to make an omelette


In the kitchen water whipping my right wrist

On a mission, trying to get it the nicest

If you listen I'ma spit it like toddlers

Niggas trying to ride the wave like Otters bitch


Balling center stage, tryna catch the wave, I know

Treble and the bass, bout to make a play, high notes

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