Baller Lyrics by Summer Walker
(Feat. GloRilla, Sexyy Red, Monaleo)
Tonight’s event is proudly sponsored by big ***, 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)
Loan it, 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 *** (Yup) just like my side parts (Okay)
And I can’t *** no *** 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 ***?)
*** bein’ nonchalant I need my *** kiss my ass (Mwah)
I got my hand out (Yup), but we ain’t shakin’ hands (Uh-huh)
I ain’t no broke ass ***, baby, we goin’ bands for bands (It’s a stampede)
This *** like Burger King (I’m tellin’ you), I’m havin’ *** my way (You feel me?)
Matter of fact, put your wallet up, I got it paid (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
Loan it, 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 *** after poor-ass ***, I had to finally up my rank (Dummy)
Huh, I ain’t got *** for a ho, if he drop that load, then it must be a bank (Come on)
Huh, I’m too damn stiff on a ***, 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 ***
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 *** ain’t spending no money, that’s not a red flag
***, that’s a siren, dummy
Wedding of the year, pink dress, pink pimpcess (Yeah)
Pretty *** with a dip set (Yeah)
Had to lock ’em down like a Kwikset
With my ***, every day is Christmas (On God)
I could give a *** what a *** said, mind your business (Dummy)
This big-ass ring on my finger, ***, 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
Loan it, call the bank so I can shot ’til I drop
I need a rich *** not a *** ***
Where your money at, bookie? Show me what you got (Sexyy)
Tired of ***’ lame niggas, they ain’t got no guap (Boogers)
*** 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)