Ball Hard E

That's world express on a plane. That's some gold shit for the rings. That's the Benz spitting out flames. I got gold sticks for the canes. That's that ball hard game. Where my offset, man? I been on and off a new plane. Find my hoes sending me racks. That's that six core in the back. Down my coat dripping, that's fact. Got my dog a Louis V mat. That's the same stand that I'm at. Hot parade, blow that ass. Got a M loaded in that. Where my cape go? That's mad. Where my cape go? That's mad. That's that paid gold and the master Card. Hair gold way the wind will blow. Hear the ball, I ain't playing the goal. Pulled up in my UFO. Got paid, now I'm sipping slow. All black from the head to toe. Shades, you can't see none at all. Bitch like, "What's wrong Oh no, my card here Isn't used at all. Three phones, pick one to Call. Fuck these bands and they filtered posts. Fuck the 'Gram, y'all fake for sure. Three hoes in the Bentley, yo. Take flights all seasons, yo. I don't give a fuck, that's all. I been on, see my soul hermo. So just Drop the top, toast, toast. Get to slapping that ho, ho. Walk the cats like it's slow, oh. That is some shit I told, yeah. Pray to God for some gold, yeah. Pray to God for some hoes. I been on off-off, that's it. Get my vibes on, that's lit. That's world express on a plane. That's some gold shit for the rings. That's the Benz spitting out flames. Gold sticks for the canes. That's that ball hard game. Where my offset, man? I been on and off a new plane. Find my hoes sending me racks. Brought my sixth sense for instance. Weigh my shit to a good scent. Curry mouth, came up instant. Heavy on drinks, what makes sense? Phone done rang from texts, ah. Bad bitch trying to sex, ah. I ain't type-type for the shit, ah. I just cut the ring and I'm ball ready, Ball ready. Get my ship, I'm gone ready. Pulled up and I'm all litty. One eye then I'm half-eighty. Pass by and I smell heady. One night for all 'cause I been off-off, That's it. Get my vibes on, that's lit. That's world express on a plane. That's some gold shit for the rings. That's the Benz spitting out flames. Gold sticks for the canes. That's that ball hard game. Where my offset, man? I been on and off a new plane. Find my hoes sending me racks.