Wanna Be A Baller (Chopped & Screwed)

What's up?

Man, just woke up off the damn wood, man

I'm still gone from last night

Wanna be a baller, shot caller

Twenty-inch blades on the Impala

Call her, gettin' laid tonight ('sup)

Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway, making money the fly way

But there's got to be a better way

A better way, better way, yeah

I'm a baller, I'm a twenty-inch crawler

Blades on Impala, diamond Rottweiler

I-10 hauler, never leader not a follower

Break these boys off, I'ma twenty inch crawler

Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight, I'm throwed

I'm bouncin' off the road, I'm in a modem wit' them foenem

The chain and charm, hop out my big body foreign

Chain with the charm, can't forget Moet along

I'm hoppin' out, I'm lookin' good, diamonds against the wood

Man, it's understood, got money in my hood

I'm pushing big body, can't stop me

'Fore the nine-eight got to sell a million copies

I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo hit the sto'

I'ma go real slow, puffin indo out the do'

I'ma lit the stash green, man I'm lookin clean

Want remote control screens and nice byzantines

Wanna be a baller, shot caller

Twenty-inch blades on the Impala

Call her, getting laid tonight

Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike

Now hit the highway, making money the fly way

But there's got to be a better way

A better way, better way, yeah

Big ballin', smashin', making my ends

Smokin' big killer, getting high in the Benz

Big ballin', smashin', making my ends

Smoking big killer, getting high in the Benz

In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues

Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose

Your eyes, get froze, as you see my low

Candy-red two-door, let my top down slow

Hitting, my remote, sitting, in my shit

Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit

It don't quit, as I get high