Backstreet ft. Michael LeMont & Nicholas Ottersberg Enriquez Lyrics

I'm balling like an athlete

Run it like a track meet

Every single summer putting numbers on the stat sheet

Baddie in the backseat

Singing like its Backstreet

I want it that way

Moving at a fast pace

On a bag chase

Loud inside the ashtray

No one's gonna give you shit

At least that's what my Dad say

And don't take shit from no one

Hands we could throw them

And you don't want no problem so just keep it going

I'm more about the Love and what's up above

Well wishes to my haters out here fucking up

And we just living good trying to run it up

Half a midget worth of spinach in my fuckin blunt

Bitch I'm coming up and I'm in the zone

Bust it like Capone

So pick up the phone

When a real one calls

But she didn't listen out here tripping

Got her feeling involved

Cause I was ballin' like an athlete

Run it like a track meet

Every single summer putting numbers on the stat sheet

Ride or die with me while we trapping down the Backstreet

On the freeway

Cut it like the DJ

I don't care who you are

Or bout the things you did

I just wanna Love you girl right now

I'm lost without your Love

And I wish you'd open up

Ya

But you don't get the picture

They call me a drifter

I pull up with the splash

I should try out for the 6er's

I'm balling like a Pritzker

Learning from the scriptures

I've never been a victim

I've always been the victor

I had to make it flip

Then go take a trip

Catch me out in Belo hella lit

Brasilera thick

Hit the China mall and blow some drip

Blowing paper quick

Critics try to say it's not legit

I just tell them all the G's please hop up off my

Watch what you say to me

I made it flip and took a trip and brought the gang with me

This pretty lady on my line that want to hang with me

My pops called and told me lately he's been praying for me

One day I'm paid for all me work and all the sacrifices

So you can throw it in the bag no matter what the price is

But most the time I act like I don't even need advice

Just try my best so I get rest when I'm asleep at night

And that's a luxury that these fake bitches don't get

She say she love me but I know that she give no F's

If I wasn't booming out the trap and had a known rep

She's the type of girl I tell my homies all to don't sweat

Especially when you're

Balling like an athlete