We game We know We game We know thought, y'all thought we was a game, bitch We know (Drop that beat!)
Ball shit, ball, ball player shit Ball player shit, ball, player shit We know (Oh this it) Ball player shit, ball, ball shit (Ball shit, ladies, we 'bout to give up your plan) Ball player shit, ball, player shit We know
Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert
Gotta make sure that my chains go with all my Gotta make that my cars matchIN' all my clothes (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt) With the Quavo honcho can go places that you go So Keep the same bowls, stove, that's the way it go Ain't what you here for? (Hold up, hold up, wait) Now they say they want that Migo Talk bands and Kilos about break it down reload Talk about and re-up (Re-up) Talk about gassin' Jeep up (Vroom) Talking backin' that Jeep up (Beep) bout fallin' and gettin' up (Ay) My they doing sit-ups (Sit-ups) I be right back, got a (Poof) They say it's to leave 'em (Cheaper) alert on my beeper (Verrrrp) Cappin' is (Cappin') Leave it to (Leave it to B) OG like (OG) OG Jeter (I'm a OG) I run your (Run it like who?) Quavo A
Baller alert, alert alert, baller alert Baller alert, alert alert, baller alert
Flexin' my They to show this shit on television Atlanta Falcon hoodie Your girl, she tryna get my Under Armour Kick it pimpin,' no extra They invitation, no She accept to it to my celebration See I'm ballin' with no sport agent Need free agent, at three, maybe four Hit yo lit everywhere we go Throw it, make the catch incredible Brandon Marshall A coffee colored shawty me everywhere Ask me do I run it, yeah Drippin' all over everything I'm a real king, you a lil Boy, don't me pull the rings out the vault I be showin' off and ain't even gotta let me hit the hole like Marshall Faulk Or maybe Barry Got cheerleaders, no love handles, okay Ain't nothin' really, you betta MVP me, Von Quick as Cam Newton, jukin' Poppin' at the pro game When I told them win the whole thing It no thing (Hey) Baby, champion is my name ya
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Baller alert, alert Baller alert, alert alert, baller alert Baller alert, baller
Gotta keep the Draco because this cold The streets a PS4, I know the cheat Gotta make sure that rose match my Apple bros Gotta make that my wardrobe matches with all my hoes Tell that boy to acting bold before I wipe his nose I love the kitchen so much went and bought a
Go by and at your purse Ballin' that shit even hurt (Ball) Pull up a Maybach or (Maybach) Go back and do research (Research) You cuff her I put her to (Working her) Cop me a Lamb I (Skrt) Ballin' like Kendrick with Then I pop a half of a Wraith, Wraith, Wraith, at the way that they hate We know the game Peyton (We know the game) Fuck her don't come to the I an eighth to the face (Eighth) I an arsenics case (Case) 'Cause there is a bomb in my (Boom) Diamonds hit the bitch face (Whoa) She feel she done got maced
Baller alert (Ball player) Baller (Ball player) Baller (Ball player) Baller (Ball player) Baller (Ball player) Baller (Ball player) alert (Oh) We know