Big Scarr and Baby K - No Ball

(Bandpl-)
This my shit, haha (let the Bandplay)
Frozone
Yeah, uh, so icy, yeah
Frozone
Uh, gang, uh, gang, gang, gang, uh

Young niggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
Aim for a kill like I'm Steven Seagal (I'm Steven Seagal)
Might blow the whole bag when I walk in G RAW (I walk in the mall)
Take that shit off the rack, give a fuck what it costs (give a fuck what it costs)
Shooters on payroll, yeah, bitch, I'm the boss (I'm the boss)
Better think twice 'fore you throw you a cross ('fore you throw you a cross)
This is a 'Cat, not a Scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
I done came up, I'll never fall off (I'll never fall off, uh, no, no) (uh-uh)

Got rich off one song, got me feelin' like I'm the man (I'm the man)
I was just in my cell, tryin' to get me some contraband (get me some contraband)
Now these racks in my pocket all blue with no rubber band (no rubber band, blue)
No rubber band (blue)
Pull up with drums on AR's like a marchin' band (brrt)
Locked in with the plug, screamin', "Bowls never broke again"
Just dropped the load on the floor like some grocery bags
I get high, out my mind, out in space like a zodiac (like a zodiac)
Hearin' rumors 'bout niggas gettin' off, I don't know 'bout that (I don't know 'bout that)
Tried to get you some clout, you damn near got your brother whacked (got your brother whacked)
Ride 'round the city, stolo with some dealer tags (stolen tags, stolen car, yoom)
Young niggas hop out with that heat, tryin' to grill 'em (tryin' to grill 'em)
Yeah, we snatchin' souls, double R, the Grim Reaper Gang (Grim Reaper Gang)
These niggas hoes, they can't come in my domain (uh-uh)
Teacher asked me what I am, bitch, the dough man (the dough man)
I watched my unc' and them bust down the whole thing (the whole thing)
I got three fives or better, I don't fuck with no cocaine (no)
Bust down Cartier, nigga, fuck a plain jane (bling)
Big body Maybach, takin' up two lanes
Automatic chopper, ain't no need for a gun range (brrt-brrt)
Niggas ain't killer, how you missin' and you close range?
Peek-a-boo shootin' ass nigga, that's a damn shame

Young niggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
Aim for a kill like I'm Steven Seagal (I'm Steven Seagal)
Might blow the whole bag when I walk in G RAW (I walk in the mall)
Take that shit off the rack, give a fuck what it costs (give a fuck what it costs)
Shooters on payroll, yeah, bitch, I'm the boss (I'm the boss)
Better think twice 'fore you throw you a cross ('fore you throw you a cross)
This is a 'Cat, not a Scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
I done came up, I'll never fall off (I'll never fall off)
Young niggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
Aim for a kill like I'm Steven Seagal (I'm Steven Seagal)
Might blow the whole bag when I walk in G RAW (I walk in the mall)
Take that shit off the rack, give a fuck what it costs (give a fuck what it costs)
Shooters on payroll, yeah, bitch, I'm the boss (I'm the boss)
Better think twice 'fore you throw you a cross ('fore you throw you a cross)
This is a 'Cat, not a Scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
I done came up, I'll never fall off (I'll never fall off)

Young nigga walk you down like Texas Ranger (lone ranger)
Hop out that double R truck with it hangin' (with it hangin')
Reach for my neck at a show and I'm blankin' (blankin')
Nah, I ain't Mystikal, I'm screamin', "Danger" (danger)
Choppers with green beams and scopes, came from Pakistan (brrt)
Everybody know I'm the G.O.A.T. like I ain't the man
Used to be broke, I had soap, you wouldn't understand (it's different)
Pillow talk to the ho, we can't dap up then (pussy)
How you gon' do it, make me fuck her and her friend
I'll let it go broad day, fuck the circumstance (brrt)
I'm servin' P's just to eat, they in turkey bags (trap)
I'm goin' up on my own, don't need photo tags
I pulled the whip off the lot just to show my ass (yoom)
I mix the Dior and Dolce like, "Fuck the fashion"
Every time you see, got twenty, I ain't gotta ask 'em (twenty)
I give her dope dick, ain't no Birkin bag (bitch)
I be with killers and gangsters, no purse snatchers (for real)
Been certain too long, I can't go backwards (no)
Pop pills, and these niggas, we throw backwards (we throw backwards)
If they ain't down to do it, then go ask 'em (go ask 'em)
From Memphis, I shoot just like Joe Jackson (like Joe, shoot)
It's tatted on me, I'm a soul snatcher (take a soul)
See, me and you gon' get the whole pack in (it's me) (the whole pack in)
I'm ball hoggin', bitch, I don't do passin'

Young niggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
Aim for a kill like I'm Steven Seagal (I'm Steven Seagal)
Might blow the whole bag when I walk in G RAW (I walk in the mall)
Take that shit off the rack, give a fuck what it costs (give a fuck what it costs)
Shooters on payroll, yeah, bitch, I'm the boss (I'm the boss)
Better think twice 'fore you throw you a cross ('fore you throw you a cross)
This is a 'Cat, not a Scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
I done came up, I'll never fall off (I'll never fall off)
Young niggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
Aim for a kill like I'm Steven Seagal (I'm Steven Seagal)
Might blow the whole bag when I walk in G RAW (I walk in the mall)
Take that shit off the rack, give a fuck what it costs (give a fuck what it costs)
Shooters on payroll, yeah, bitch, I'm the boss (I'm the boss)
Better think twice 'fore you throw you a cross ('fore you throw you a cross)
This is a 'Cat, not a Scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
I done came up, I'll never fall off (I'll never fall off)

Written by:
Alexander Woods, Krishon Gaines, Marqarius Williams

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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