LaMelo Ball YSR Gramz & YN Jay

[Intro]
(Oooh, Sav killed it)

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Brodie came through with the bag, he like Santa Claus
You better use your motherfuckin' head, before I take it off
If you ain't never got it out the mud, you is not a boss
I always had a smile on my face when I took a loss
Niggas always tryna be your friend when you takin' off
Smokin' on exotic ass weed, it just made me cough
I don't even gotta do shit, but just make a call
If you shoot a hundred-somethin' shots, would you make 'em all?

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Damn
If I look down from the top, would that make me fall?
Bitch text my phone twenty times, would that make me call?
No, I don't think—alright
If I cross him over, James Harden, I can make him fall
If I put Spaulding in your hands, I can make him ball
Aye, if I stand on my money, it can make me tall
I might fuck around and tip over, it might make me fall
I can see the money so damn close, it's finna make me jog
Bro put a silencer on the (Pew!), I can make leaves fall
I don't never go to sleep, I can't dream at all
Damn, I think I need some auto tune, I can't sing at all