Lyrics Matthaios – Balling

I’d be in the club (poppin’ bottles)
I’d be ballin’
You saw me, said «What’s up?» (aye what’s up?)
I said «I’m stuntin'»

I don’t want you messin’ my game
I got that Daequan aim
I ain’t your claim to fame
And if you think that I give two shit ’bout you
You’re wrong ’cause I don’t care even if the police gets you
So please stop tryna flirt with me
‘Cause I know by the end of the day, you will flee
I know so many chicks like you
So don’t play with me
I don’t want anything to do with a flirtatious b (yeah, you a bitch!)

I don’t like your games (I ain’t playing that)
I ain’t givin’ you my name (so stop the chitchat)
Aye yo stop tryna start the flame
‘Cause I’ma put that on a cake and blow it your face

I’d be in the club (poppin’ bottles)
I’d be ballin’
You saw me, said «What’s up?» (aye what’s up?)
I said «I’m stuntin'»
You told me that I’m cute (yeah, I know)
Girl you’ playin’
I don’t want no bitches tryna mess me up
Tryna kill me using love
I’d be in the club (poppin’ bottles)
I’d be ballin’
You saw me, said «What’s up?» (aye what’s up?)
I said «I’m stuntin'»
You told me that I’m cute (yeah, I know)
Girl you’ playin’
I don’t want no bitches tryna mess me up
Tryna kill me using love

It’s not that I’m just playin’ hard to get
But you want color blue and I want color red
So what I’m just trying to say is that we won’t connect
We don’t have many things in common, you just want some sex
I know you play these little games everytime now
I ain’t a player so I’m calling it, that’s a timeout
Please get out my face and try to forget me somehow
‘Cause I don’t fuck with’ girls and then immediately fall out

I don’t like your games (I ain’t playing that)
I ain’t givin’ you my name (so stop the chitchat)
Aye yo stop tryna start the flame
‘Cause I’ma put that on a cake and blow it your face

I’d be in the club (poppin’ bottles)
I’d be ballin’
You saw me, said «What’s up?» (aye what’s up?)
I said «I’m stuntin'»
You told me that I’m cute (yeah, I know)
Girl you’ playin’
I don’t want no bitches tryna mess me up
Tryna kill me using love
I’d be in the club (poppin’ bottles)
I’d be ballin’
You saw me, said «What’s up?» (aye what’s up?)
I said «I’m stuntin'»
You told me that I’m cute (yeah, I know)
Girl you’ playin’
I don’t want no bitches tryna mess me up
Tryna kill me using love