Riz - Stats Lyrics

I just ball Off the wall every Summer
I see you on my flex, kuz you worried bout my come up
Headed to the top but started from the gutter
I ain't focused on ya stats I'm just tryna hit my numbers

Every day I see it's something brand new
Niggas gonna talk or they gonna hate on what you do
I crashed the 03 then I grabbed a brand new
Mustang switch lanes, brought the horses out the zoo
Coupe game you a lame, tryna copy me
But I ain't trippin kuz that's all just flattering
Been hustling kuz a nigga like diamond things
New chain, new watch, and pinky ring
Big drip, stay lit, I'm on her wish list
She wanna know how to make it to a mistress
I like em slim, I like them thick with some nice lips
If she can dance, got some class then I might kiss (Woah)
Gimme a minute, another minute Ima hit it and quit it
I been working you been workin so we ain't committing
Across states fly you out Iont do those dates
But if I'm town hit me up, and Ima bring the bass
Cut the checks, breaking necks then I earn respect
You ain't a threat just a reck with a baby tech
Gimme any beat, bet I make ya fingers snap
Got ya auntie in the club doing two steps

I just ball Off the wall every Summer
I see you on my flex, kuz you worried bout my come up
Headed to the top but started from the gutter
I ain't focused on ya stats I'm just tryna hit my numbers

Doing donuts, getting biscuits Ima bread winner
Fam never taken L's we were bred winners
Getting hoes with corn rows like my name Trigga
And lord knows I'll never fold that's why my name shimmer
Bright lights, take flight, got her wet on sight
No baby mamas overnight, my nigga that's ya wife
They call me bold, never froze but I'm going gold
You getting old, washed up still selling O's
Iont start shxt but I could turn into a menace
Niggas getting popped if they cross the line of scrimmage
Big business, no bags kuz it's new beginnings
I told you niggas that I was and I f*ckin did it
Getting... paid, I been this... wayy
Workin... slaave , to celebrate
Suit and ties I could switch the lay
We going Bentley Trucks no Escalades
Slide up in it like a fuxkin PowerPoint
Hit it til her vantage point, gave her D like it's Detroit
I hear you talking but nigga what's ya point
You was riding that's ya choice, now you singing like the voice
(Niggas ain't loyal)

I just ball Off the wall every Summer
I see you on my flex, kuz you worried bout my come up
Headed to the top but started from the gutter
I ain't focused on ya stats I'm just tryna hit my numbers