Baseball

Uh, let's go, uh, yeah, come on, BANKBOY, yeah, let's go Broski knockin' shit up out the park just like it's baseball Niggas, they be foo', and they be fake, that's why I hate y'all Beam up on the Glock and hit his face, and now he Ray Charles Boy, we stand on business, this shit real, f*ck who not involved Boy, I get that gas and roll it up, this the Opp Pack The way she threw it back, I fell in love and I can't stop that And if she tryna f*ck on the first night, then that's that Opp hack. We catch you, push your top back, that's on gang, bet you can't stop that I'm like, nigga, you a bitch, nigga, what you wanna do Boy, I better not catch you trippin', stupid, better tie your shoes Catch him, hit him with them hollows, skin burnin', he can't move Boy, I'm stackin' all this bread real tall to the moon Broski knockin' shit up out the park just like it's baseball Niggas, they be foo', and they be fake, that's why I hate y'all Boy, we stand on business, this shit real, f*ck who not involved. I'm just out here tryna chase them digits, sorry I ain't called Broski knockin' shit up out the park just like it's baseball Niggas, they be foo',and they be fake, that's why I hate y'all Beam up on the Glock, it hit his face, and now he Ray Charles Boy, we stand on business, this shit real, f*ck who not involved. I'm like Michael Myers, nigga, I'll pop up at your door Mask on, suited up, nigga, come and slit your throat Long nights in the studio, I be losin' hope Man, racin' all these drugs, I'm takin' and I'm movin' slow I'll bug the f*ck up that's that 130 in me Caught that boy outta bounds, had like two 30s on me Boy, you better not test your luck, you get put up, don't f*ck with me Bitch, you best to come correct, this murder shit is fun to me