Baller

Drinks on Drinks on me I raise a glass to my day ones Drinks on me Why we always creeping 'bout the same day People always seem to talk about it every day I do what I want say what you got to say Cheers to my haters Fuck you all-day Why we always creeping 'bout the same day People always seem to talk about it every day I do what I want say what you got to say Cheers to my haters Fuck you all-day Ah my intuition feeling like a baller If she don't share man I swear ama call her I'm fresher than your next Like no other I got tattoos on my wrist I call it lava Yeah I got Matters on matters man gimme a break Mammies all over the place Gimme a taste I want me some good time And good wine She flew down from Cape Town Girl, I know it's your time Girl, I just wanna love you Love you Hug and kiss and touch you You know that Girl, I just wanna love you Love you My intuition feeling like a baller If she don't share man I swear ama call her I'm fresher than your next Like no other I got tattoos on my wrist I call it lava Why we always creeping 'bout the same day People always seem to talk about it every day I do what I want say what you got to say Cheers to my haters Fuck you all-day Why we always creeping 'bout the same day People always seem to talk about it every day I do what I want say what you got to say Cheers to my haters Fuck you all-day Rest in peace to Kobe Michael Jackson OG When I pull up on the scene Don't think you know me I'm a product of a king If you know you know me Yeah I got her thighs on me She the type that's always with me She the type for keeps no nonsense I gotta do my part (Won't let you down) Overtime tick-tock (Won't let you down) Win your heart no stop (Won't let you down) Gotta feed our love (Won't let you down) I swear I wont let you down My intuition feeling like a baller If she don't share man I swear ama call her I'm fresher than your next Like no other I got tattoos on my wrist I call it lava Why we always creeping 'bout the same day People always seem to talk about it every day I do what I want say what you got to say Cheers to my haters Fuck you all-day Why we always creeping 'bout the same day People always seem to talk about it every day I do what I want say what you got to say Cheers to my haters Fuck you all-day