LA Leakers – Ball Like This ft. Future, Kid Ink & Wiz Khalifa Lyrics

(Intro – Future)
This that just to come. The sound…this
You don’t know how to ball like this yeah
Astronaut Status, Freebandz. Eyyy, woah!

(Chorus – Future)
You don’t know what it takes to ball like this do ya?
They don’t know what it takes to ball like this do they?
You don’t know what it takes to ball like this do you?
You don’t know what it takes to ball like this, Like this
We turned up in here with all the girls in the VIP
We got money on us, we bout to order up them bottles
Hold on, we gone order up them bottles
Got girls on girls in girls

(Verse 1 – Future)
European my wardrobe, done flooded out my AP
Michael Jordans on red bottoms, got red bottoms on Balenciaga
All the girls that roll with me, they either R&B or thot models
I’m in the major leagues like the NBA
I’m in the new car and I ain’t tryna race
It’s a new Porsche, new Rovers, new Phantoms
And we making movies, no cameras
Private parties, you on the guest list
I’m sipping on that Ace of Spades, I’m dranking on that Texas

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2 – Wiz Khalifa)
Order up, getting contraband across the border
Bad bi**h look like I import her
Treat my d**k like a recorder
I had to stop telling ni**as where I get my clothes
Had to tell em if you dab then don’t let her doubt your nose
I love her, I f**k her
You cuff her, you love her, you f**k but don’t trust her
She running for cover
She f**king for bucks but you busting a nut for her
Shame, Keenen Ivory Wayans
Call you from a flight, I’m getting service on the plane
Young Khalifa

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3 – Kid Ink)
You don’t know what it’s like
Sipping champagne every night
No, ain’t no celebration, on the road every night
No, we ain’t on vacation man, this duffle bag is my life
Bout to smoke out this hotel, mean where the f**k is my light?
Nah, we ain’t talking no hype
This everything it look like
Then throwing money like rice
Throwing like it’s to Jerry Rice
Said Rollies tell me where the time go
Champagne, Petron, that’s my combo
Living in the club like it’s my condo
Walk in shoes you ain’t gonna find..though

(Repeat Chorus)