[Intro]
Yeah, and we back with it
Man, these niggas don't watch cartoons
I'm mad
(You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat)

[Chorus]
Ballin' on 'em for a hobby
Pull up on 'em in a 'Rari
Let a nigga come try me
I'ma catch a fuckin' homi'
Niggas always losing focus
And you know I'm pistol-totin'
Catch him, spot him in the open
Pull the trigger and I'm blowing
Ballin' on 'em for a hobby
Pull up on 'em in a 'Rari
Let a nigga come try me
I'ma catch a fuckin' homi'
Niggas always losing focus
And you know I'm pistol-totin'
Catch him, spot him in the open
Pull the trigger and I'm blowing

[Verse]
I ain't never took a day with a lame bitch
Tell the pussy, "Give me face while I lane-switch"
Court case 'cause these niggas love to hate me
You're lame, just steady tryna fake it
Tell little boy I'll see his ass in traffic
Designer on me, Gucci fabric
[?], niggas lookin' tragic
Got these bitches seein' stars like [?]
Bet I leave your heart in a casket
Bricks and the pounds in the attic
All my niggas ballin' like the Mavericks
Thought you had guap, what happened?
Pussy bitches tryna give me all the brain now
Politicin' why them niggas get laid down
Boy, you might get sprayed with the 'K now
GUCCI on a date with your bae now
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