This is a song about "Gotta ball"

They tryna act tough, bitch i'll throw you like a ball

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

Know you want me to fall

Where the ball meets the wall

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta flows that cant be beat,

Wolf gang, kill em' all

From the bench to the ball

Whilst i roll up in a big ball,

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

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

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

//fast flow to match the beat, if you do it slow you probably wont notice the internals lol

*cough cough*, that girl is a ball i toss her around like im playing b ball