Baller (Explicit)

Baller (Explicit) - Summer Walker/GloRilla/Sexyy Red/Monaleo

Lyrics by：Summer Walker/David "Dos Dias" Bishop/Mike Baretz/Gloria Woods/Leondra Gay/Janae Wherry/Jeremiah Raisen/Gabrielle Rodgers/Miles McCollum/Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson/Kavian Salehi/Anthony Paul Jefferies/Reggie Lucas/James Mtume

Composed by：Summer Walker/David "Dos Dias" Bishop/Mike Baretz/Gloria Woods/Leondra Gay/Janae Wherry/Jeremiah Raisen/Gabrielle Rodgers/Miles McCollum/Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson/Kavian Salehi/Anthony Paul Jefferies/Reggie Lucas/James Mtume

Produced by：David "Dos Dias" Bishop/SADPONY/Lil Yachty/Ben10k/Kavi/Mike Baretz/Nineteen85

Tonight's event is proudly sponsored by big dicks rich niggas and black cars

It's your girl NeNe Leakes

I need a baller shot caller

Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars

Yeah I'm tryna give to you show me what you got

GloRilla

Gon call the bank so I can shot 'til I drop

On gang

I like black niggas ooh that got black cars

Yeah

Yeah this ass soft uh-huh 'cause my head hard

Damn

I keep a side nigga yup just like my side parts

Okay

And I can't fuck no nigga that ain't no MyChart

Ugh

He just iced me out yeah but tryna be my man

He wrote a song about me damn ooh you want me back?

Okay

Apply that pressure buy me baby don't be actin' scared

The fuck?

Fuck bein' nonchalant I need my nigga kiss my ass

Mwah

I got my hand out yup but wе ain't shakin' hands

Uh-huh

I ain't no broke ass bitch baby we goin' bands for bands

It's a stampedе

This shit like Burger King I'm tellin' you I'm havin' shit my way

You feel me?

Matter of fact put your wallet up I got it bae

On gang gang

I need a baller shot caller

Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars

Yeah I'm tryna give to you show me what you got

Gon and call the bank so I can shot 'til I drop

Ayy it's Leo

Damn damn what can I say?

Huh it was poor ass nigga after poor ass nigga

I had to finally up my rank

Dummy

Huh I ain't got shit for a ho if he drop that load then it must be a bank

Come on

Huh I'm too damn stiff on a bitch a dumb-ass ho is something I ain't

Might tell you a joke won't tell you a lie

Uh-huh

I'm a P till the day that I die I be tryna tell you these niggas ain't shit

I'm cool 'cause these y'all niggas not mine

See me? I run a tight-ass ship

Uh-huh

I'm the one do the hiring and firing

On God

If that nigga ain't spending no money that's not a red flag

Bitch that's a siren dummy

Wedding of the year pink dress pink pimpcess

Yeah

Pretty bitch with a dip set

Yeah

Had to lock 'em down like a Kwikset

With my nigga every day is Christmas

On God

I could give a fuck what a bitch said mind your business

Dummy

This big ass ring on my finger bitch I ain't never ever gave mistress

I need a baller shot caller

Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars

Yeah I'm tryna give to you show me what you got

Gon and call the bank so I can shot 'til I drop

I need a rich nigga not a bitch nigga

Where your money at bookie?

Show me what you got

Sexyy

Tired of fuckin' lame niggas they ain't got no guap

Boogers

Fuck buyin' me some flowers daddy buy me a new Glock

Uh

It's Sexyy

Mm-hmm

The closer I get to you

Get get

More trips and shopping sprees

I bought me

By giving me all you got

You're all that captured me

The closer I get to you

Up at dinner get the bill you gon' take it

The more you make me see

Give me the treatment get my hair and my nails did

By giving me all you got

Your love has captured me