Hurricane Chris - Ball Hard lyrics

(Verse) 4-54 with the top knocked off Got the peanut bu*ter seize and it blowed our brain Pull up at the mall, I can show you how to ball Watch us spend 50 racks like money ain’t a thing Shoes on my feet, cost 1500 She VIP you better get your woman, I take her to the room put it all in her stomach, Ye ain't talk about money, ye ain't talk about nothing. She told me when she throw it back That you couldn't handle and you be runnin I beat it up, I break backs like take that and you straight wet These shades I got on my face they cost 8 racks and a Maybach, With Jay Chris and I'm Maybach I drink Patron and don't chase that, My money don't get low sponsored links It keep runnun round and round like race tracks tracks You outdated like 8 tracks, You know homie don't play that And I ain’t even using my right hand, Just k**in y'all with the straight jacket Your baby mama in a car with me And her face below my waist yea (Hook x2) Ball hard like Wes Brook If you wanna know how my chicks look, My money long like hot 10 When I pulled up she just hopped in, We left the scene in a drop Benz Man none of y'all kids don't rap like me, Ride bumpin that 2 Pac, Me against the world, and it’s on repeat (Verse) I'm too faded to find my car, Went ahead and I parked down And it ain't over 'cause we're on our way to another club, finna I shut it down, King of diamonds I'm on the stage, They shoudln't just let me out the cage, I'm too drunk tryin to stop me from having a good time and get stuck, Women screaming my name, my name, I was in the club with that thing, co*ky, Diamonds shining like bright lights and my Cali partners be banged out, I picked the way that I came up, Yeah Gucci shoes in a tanc top, I started sipping that drink, Now I feel like I can't stop, And I'll be on Patron and she say she like to drink Siroc Feelin like I'm in my zone, I think I took too many shots, Trash bag full of warrants We don't make it rain, we make a hurricane I got hair from my twice, And I don't even much know her name. (Hook x2) Ball hard like Wes Brook If you wanna know how my chicks look, My money long like hot 10 When I pulled up she just hopped in, We left the scene in a drop Benz Man none of y'all kids don't rap like me, Ride bumpin that 2 Pac, Me against the world, and it’s on repeat