Kyrie

[Intro]

Hee-ah, hee-ah, hee-ah

[?]

Woo

[Chorus]

Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah I’m ballin’ like Kyrie

Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah I’m ballin’ like Kyrie

Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah lean in my Fanta

I’m picking up the facts, I’m ****ing hoes wildly

I get that money that’s mine, I get that checking ins

She wanna suck my ****, I pull down my pants

She pull down my pants, she tryna get in my underwear

****ing that ***** everywhere, beat up her box now it’s loose

[Verse]

I get that money like Blues Clues, I get them racks yeah

****ing that hoe from the back, she off a bean I’m off a perc

Yeah, I might just mix the X up with the zip

You and me together we like (Oh)

Babygirl the things you do to me make me go insane

Got me like (Oh)

Yeah, I’m off the ****, yeah, oh

I’m off the molly, yeah

I’m ****ing hoes everyday like we partying, yeah

Babygirl this a condo not an apartment, yeah

Yeah aye yeah

I’m deep in the trenches, I be ****ing yo *******

That nigga all his feelings, you need to grow up

Get your hoes up, I got you this from out here

[?] now y’all here, these hoes wanna ****

They look at me everywhere, stare at me everywhere

She wanna hug, but I don’t wanna think we close

Baby I ain’t really in relationships, yeah

But she still look good

My ***** she so good, I was posted up in Englewood

More hoes in the hood, she know I 'bout my money I need my bucks

***** I can’t get enough

White interior match my fit, baby I’m [?] like a dub

***** I’m drunk as **** right now, I’m off this X it’s hard to bust

[Chorus]

Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah I’m ballin’ like Kyrie

Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah I’m ballin’ like Kyrie

Yeah ballin’ like Kyrie, yeah lean in my Fanta

I’m picking up the facts, I’m ****ing hoes wildly

I get that money that’s mine, I get that checking ins

She wanna suck my ****, I pull down my pants

She pull down my pants, she tryna get in my underwear

****ing that ***** everywhere, beat up her box now it’s loose