Ball n' Score (feat. Tom G & Mook Boy)
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Lyrics
Aye Tom Aye Mook I don't care if we get to 4th and goal With 10 seconds on the 5 yard line I'm tryna score I'm just tryna get the ball and score I'm just tryna get the ball and score Ask a fuck nigga out first how you cross me You ain't my dawg no more Heavy drink blow a lot of dope Heart cold so I dog these hoes Niggas hating that's just how it go I just want to get the ball and score Nigga snitching call that audible Money seed I want mine to grow Check your watch it's my time to blow Black and mild we want all the smoke Yeah Black and mild we want all the smoke I'm just tryna get the ball and score I'm just tryna get the ball and score Had to get it out the grind for sure In my section we got pounds of dope Plenty weapons, plenty rounds and scopes Thuggin' every nigga round me tote I keep a few real niggas with me I don't really hang with no crowd no more Clout chasing want some brownie points Have a nigga doing time in the joint I put my trust in a trust fund Tell a bitch I only want to fuck something Fuck nigga play I'mma up something VIP to hell nigga plus one My mama be praying for her son That bubbly helping me function I had to make some decisions Couple niggas wasn't seeing my vision Fuck a graveyard, fuck a prison Lost so many to them two places Street guys, shoe laces Money busting out of suitcases That black and white tell the truth ain't it Spend a bill hanging out the coup ain't I Young nigga that's gone shoot ain't I Want some clout, bitch I can make you famous I'm just tryna get the ball and score I'm just tryna get the ball and score Ask a fuck nigga out first how you cross me You ain't my dawg no more Heavy drink blow a lot of dope Heart cold so I dog these hoes Niggas hating that's just how it go I just want to get the ball and score Niggas snitching call that audible Money seed I want mine to grow Check your watch it's my time to blow Black and mild we want all the smoke Yeah Black and mild we want all the smoke I'm just tryna get the ball and score I'm just tryna get the ball and score I'm cocky lil' nigga I ain't humble no more You play with me pussy you dying for sure You trippin lil' bro that's a corner store hoe You know she gone fuck And you know she gone go Free my niggas out them cages, yeah Bitches tricking back pages, yeah Cartier written on my faces, yeah In some black and white you a agent, yeah A lot of niggas hate I made it I love God 'cause he saved me I'm god body like a mason Streets love me like the pavement Fly as fuck when I get dressed Bitches taking pictures sauce wasting She sucked my dick and hauled ass Got the fuck out my face that's my baby Fuck nigga we don't graze you We shoot at your face make you face it We shoot at your chest make you chase it Started off with the drip now I'm drapin' Move chill they can't take it Fuck that, tell the pussy nigga that they pussy Get they purse get they make up Pussy nigga get your cake up I'm just tryna get the ball and score I'm just tryna get the ball and score Ask a fuck nigga out first how you cross me You ain't my dawg no more Heavy drink blow a lot of dope Heart cold so I dog these hoes Niggas hating that's just how it go I just want to get the ball and score Niggas snitching call that audible Money seed I want mine to grow Check your watch it's my time to blow Black and mild we want all the smoke Yeah Black and mild we want all the smoke I'm just tryna get the ball and score I'm just tryna get the ball and score
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:03
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 140 BPM