[Intro]
Hee-ah, hee-ah, hee-ah
[?]
Woo
[Chorus]
Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah I’m ballin’ like Kyrie
Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah I’m ballin’ like Kyrie
Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah lean in my Fanta
I’m picking up the facts, I’m fu*king hoes wildly
I get that money that’s mine, I get that checking ins
She wanna su*k my dick, I pull down my pants
She pull down my pants, she tryna get in my underwear
fu*king that b*tch everywhere, beat up her box now it’s loose
[Verse]
I get that money like Blues Clues, I get them racks yeah
fu*king that hoe from the back, she off a bean I’m off a perc
Yeah, I might just mix the X up with the zip
You and me together we like (Oh)
Babygirl the things you do to me make me go insane
Got me like (Oh)
Yeah, I’m off the dope, yeah, oh
I’m off the molly, yeah
I’m fu*king hoes everyday like we partying, yeah
Babygirl this a condo not an apartment, yeah
Yeah aye yeah
I’m deep in the trenches, I be fu*king yo b*tches
That ni**a all his feelings, you need to grow up
Get your hoes up, I got you this from out here
[?] now y’all here, these hoes wanna fu*k
They look at me everywhere, stare at me everywhere
She wanna hug, but I don’t wanna think we close
Baby I ain’t really in relationships, yeah
But she still look good
My b*tch she so good, I was posted up in Englewood
More hoes in the hood, she know I 'bout my money I need my bucks
b*tch I can’t get enough
White interior match my fit, baby I’m [?] like a dub
b*tch I’m drunk as fu*k right now, I’m off this X it’s hard to bust
[Chorus]
Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah I’m ballin’ like Kyrie
Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah I’m ballin’ like Kyrie
Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah lean in my Fanta
I’m picking up the facts, I’m fu*king hoes wildly
I get that money that’s mine, I get that checking ins
She wanna su*k my dick, I pull down my pants
She pull down my pants, she tryna get in my underwear
fu*king that b*tch everywhere, beat up her box now it’s loose