[Intro]
Yeah, and we back with it
Man, these n***as don't watch cartoons
I'm mad
(You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat)

[Chorus]
Ballin' on 'em for a hobby
Pull up on 'em in a 'Rari
Let a n***a come try me
I'ma catch a fuckin' homi'
N***as always losing focus
And you know I'm pistol-totin'
Catch him, spot him in the open
Pull the trigger and I'm blowing
Ballin' on 'em for a hobby
Pull up on 'em in a 'Rari
Let a n***a come try me
I'ma catch a fuckin' homi'
N***as always losing focus
And you know I'm pistol-totin'
Catch him, spot him in the open
Pull the trigger and I'm blowing

[Verse]
I ain't never took a day with a lame bitch
Tell the pussy, "Give me face while I lane-switch"
Court case 'cause these n***as love to hate me
You're lame, just steady tryna fake it
Tell little boy I'll see his ass in traffic
Designer on me, Gucci fabric
[?], n***as lookin' tragic
Got these bitches seein' stars like [?]
Bet I leave your heart in a casket
Bricks and the pounds in the attic
All my n***as ballin' like the Mavericks
Thought you had guap, what happened?
Pussy bitches tryna give me all the brain now
Politicin' why them n***as get laid down
Boy, you might get sprayed with the 'K now
GUCCI on a date with your bae now
[Chorus]
Ballin' on 'em for a hobby
Pull up on 'em in a 'Rari
Let a n***a come try me
I'ma catch a fuckin' homi'
N***as always losing focus
And you know I'm pistol-totin'
Catch him, spot him in the open
Pull the trigger and I'm blowing
Ballin' on 'em for a hobby
Pull up on 'em in a 'Rari
Let a n***a come try me
I'ma catch a fuckin' homi'
N***as always losing focus
And you know I'm pistol-totin'
Catch him, spot him in the open
Pull the trigger and I'm blowing