Baller Lyrics – Summer Walker, GloRilla, Sexyy Red, Monaleo

[Intro: NeNe Leakes]
Tonight’s event is proudly sponsored by big d!cks, rich n!ggas and black cars
It’s your girl, NeNe Leakes

[Chorus: Summer Walker & GloRilla]
I need a baller, shot caller
Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars
Yeah, I’m tryna give to you, show me what you got (GloRilla)
Loan it, call the bank so I can shot ’til I drop (On gang)

[Verse 1: GloRilla]
I like black n!ggas (Ooh) that got black cars, yeah

Yeah, this ass soft (Uh-huh), ’cause my head hard (Damn)
I keep a side n!gga (Yup) just like my side parts (Okay)
And I can’t fu*k no n!gga that ain’t no MyChart (Ugh)
He just iced me out, yeah but tryna be my man
He wrote a song about me (Damn), ooh, you want me back? (Okay)
Apply that pressure, buy me, baby, don’t be acting scared (The fu*k?)
Fu*k being nonchalant I need my n!gga kiss my ass (Mwah)
I got my hand out (Yup), but we ain’t shaking hands (Uh-huh)
I ain’t no broke ass b!tch, baby, we going bands for bands (It’s a stampede)
This s*it like Burger King (I’m telling you), I’m having s*it my way (You feel me?)
Matter of fact, put your wallet up, I got it paid (On gang, gang)

[Chorus: Summer Walker]
I need a baller, shot caller
Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars
Yeah, I’m tryna give to you, show me what you got
Loan it, call the bank so I can shot ’til I drop

[Verse 2: Monaleo]
Ayy, it’s Leo
Damn (Damn) , what can I say?
Huh, it was poor-ass n!gga after poor-ass n!gga, I had to finally up my rank (Dummy)
Huh, I ain’t got s*it for a ho, if he drop that load, then it must be a bank (Come on)
Huh, I’m too damn stiff on a b!tch, a dumb-ass ho is something I ain’t
Might tell you a joke, won’t tell you a lie (Uh-huh)

I’m a P till the day that I die, I be tryna tell you these n!ggas ain’t s*it
I’m cool ’cause these y’all n!ggas, not mine
See, me? I run a tight-ass ship (Uh-huh)
I’m the one do the hiring and firing (On God)
If that n!gga ain’t spending no money, that’s not a red flag
B!tch, that’s a siren, dummy
Wedding of the year, pink dress, pink pimpcess, yeah
Pretty b!tch with a dip set, yeah
Had to lock ’em down like a Kwikset
With my n!gga, every day is Christmas (On God)
I could give a fu*k what a b!tch said, mind your business (Dummy)
This big-ass ring on my finger, b!tch, I ain’t never, ever gave mistress

[Chorus: Summer Walker]
I need a baller, shot caller
Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars
Yeah, I’m tryna give to you, show me what you got
Loan it, call the bank so I can shot ’til I drop

[Verse 3: S*xyy Red]
I need a rich n!gga not a b!tch n!gga
Where your money at, bookie? Show me what you got (S*xyy)
Tired of fu*king lame n!ggas, they ain’t got no guap (Boogers)
Fu*k buying me some flowers, daddy, buy me a new Glock (Uh)
It’s S*xyy (Mm-hmm)

[Outro: Summer Walker]
The closer I get to you (Get, get)
More trips and shopping sprees (I bought me)
By giving me all you got
You’re all that captured me
(The closer I get to you) Up at dinner, get the bill, you gon’ take it
(The more you make me see) Give me the treatment, get my hair and my nails did
(By giving me all you got)
(Your love has captured me)