This is a song about "Ball up"

Imma ball till i drop

And don't make vibrations stop

Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Didn't do a thing at all

Where the ball meets the wall

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Scoopin up all the loot while im sippin on some matzah ball soup

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Just to prove to yall, that i can ball

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Dont fuck up don't fall, keep your eye on the ball and dig deeper

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball