Math CP - Ballin'

Hey here's my word, let me host the verse, as I entertain, silence would be most prefered
Y'all really got me trpping, now it's roles reversed, I spend hours cooking fire so it's supposed to work

I might be the hottest rhymer you heard in a while cuz my mind's stable and my flow is versatile
I'm alert, the herbs just give me a vibe, I'm chilling and I'm cooling and I'm gonna survive

And I'm speaking to a shorty cuz I'm tall and I'm fly, and we're proabably just connecting cuz she's drunk and I'm high
Feeling friendly, sharing bros a couple chunks of that loud, now it's smelling like somebody brought a skunk in the house

And we're vibing, dancing to the bass and the claps, everybody's just smiling and shaking their ass
It's a party and it's on til the morning for sure, that was the C and the P and I'm just busting a flow

I'm a real baller and you saw that, throwing shots in red cups, how you call that
Trick shot, she got a bubble butt, how you call that
Can't give my fucks, I'm just wondering where they all at
Yeah I'm wondering where they all at
All my bros in this party, where you all at
All my sisters in this party, where you all at
Everybody flexing on the neighbors, how you call that

So I'm back for you folks and I'm singing my jam, just listen and get lost in a trance
Getting wet, it's only sweat, ain't got time for a tear
If my eyes low it's just because I'm drinking some beer

The mood is changing, sexy music banging
Pain deep down but this void is the reason why we're hanging
Freaking, I'm trynna have a hold on the tensions
But we're heating and she nearly got a hand in my pants

And she's probably just like me feeling lonely as hell
And we're wilding like freedom but my head is a jail
And we grinding but I ain't gon' ask the way that she feels
I don't even know her name, I know she looks like a meal

And I can act like I'm woke but this shit is a trip
Still depressed, I'm getting high off getting lit with a bitch
But you know what, fuck stress, I got enough in my brain
I'm still the C and the P and I'm just doing my thing

I'm a real baller and you saw that, throwing shots in red cups, how you call that
Trick shot, she got a bubble butt, how you call that
Can't give my fucks, I'm just wondering where they all at
Yeah I'm wondering where they all at
All my bros in this party, where you all at
All my sisters in this party, where you all at
Everybody flexing on the neighbors, how you call that

Written by:
Mathis Caron-Pelletier

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