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Figure how we gon ball on my niggas

Hit the mall, coast to coast. Drop fall and some figures

Figure how we gon ball on my niggas

Hit the mall, coast to coast. Drop fall and some figures

Get up. Get up. Get up. Get it out the mud

Stay down and ain't never gave up

Put the work in, all muscle

Press buttons they wanna tussle

No Simon I'm Russell

I climb and they under it's something we up to

Figure how we gonna ball on my niggas

Hit the mall, coast to coast. Drop fall and some figures

Bitches steady falling out they britches

Aye! But I still focus on my riches

Living out my elder wishes

On set with some foreign bitches

Got older cant count the kisses

Can't hoe and forget the mission

But fuck all these old traditions

I get high and handle business

Fashion is off the hinges, beating by the fucking fitted

I just do a little groove

And get emailed production sent it

Uh!

Hop off the stage now we all over the map

Still gotta stack, 'til my pockets fat

Kicking at your neck hella foul that's a penalty

I'm evident, you can peep the drip accidentally

I'm smiling cause my bitch got a ass that I like to keep

Hoes turnt. Got they niggas mad how I ride the beat

Go bizerk, off the woodwork, tucking Gary P

Give me purp, moving thru this Earth

A fly groovy 'ting

Figure how we gon ball on my niggas

Hit the mall, coast to coast. Drop fall and some figures

Figure how we gon ball on my niggas

Hit the mall, coast to coast. Drop fall and some figures

I shoot my shitty jumper bitch Lebron from the top key

Im seeking through defenses no stopping

Im busy making plays in a long week then roll in a quarter

I hit the scene flashing Miami Heat for silly streaks

Double tap for the Off White

I been on a binder still ain't sleep from this long night

I'm clutching for my steel if he strike with his tight