I'm so bossy, bitch, get off me It's a different jingle when you hear these car keys Your SL's missing an "S", nigga Your plane's missing a chef The common theme, see, they've both got wings If you fly, do it to death It's only one God, and it's only one crown So it's only one king that can stand on this mound King Push, kingpin, overlord Coast Gurad come, 100 goin' overboard I got money with the best of 'em Go blow-for-blow with any Mexican Don't let your side bitches settle in Might have to head, but you're Evelyn Ballers - I put numbers on the boards Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword Whether rappin' or unwrapping to a whore Might reach back and relapse, the wrapping of this raw Givenchy fitting like it's gym clothes We really gym stars, I'm like D-Rose No D League, I'm like "these close" '88 Jordan leapin' from the free-throw Ballers - I put numbers on the boards Ballers - I put numbers on the boards (Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout crime no more) Mix drug and show money, Biggs Burke on tour 25 bricks, move work like chore Hit Delaware twice, needed 25 more I see flaws, cracks in your diamonds CB4 when you rhyme, Simple Simon Come and meet the pie man - a must that I flaunt it The legend grow legs when it comes back to haunt us Ballers - I put numbers on the boards Can't a bitch live and say I bought her Michael Kors? Every car driven was decided by the horse Keep the sticker in the window 'case you wonder how it cost How could you relate when you ain't never been great? And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates, nigga? I might sell a brick on my bithday 36 years of doing dirt like it's Earth Day God! Ballers - I put numbers on the boards