Lyrics Flu Game – Lil Mosey
Broski popped a perc’, he dropped some wok, it made him tired
I ran me up a lonely ticket, b**ch I’m still inspired
Helicopter money, that’s why these b**ches say I’m flyer
Bought a car, and I ain’t drive it yet, ayy, Leeko call the driver
Slidin’ in the ghost, I named it Casper
I ain’t have no pops to call, I guess that I’m a bastard
Told her she the only one, she still called me a capper
Money in the mailbox, we call that Cardmaster
Godson do it better, my new chain a very icy one
Got a lot of hoes, but I don’t even really need me one
Worried ’bout the money I spent, like a n**ga broke or some’
Knew that on the playground, Balenci’ was the chosen one
This that big boss status, new baguette on my neck
It look like Rick Ross had it, got my b**ch a G wag’
She like her whips automatic
The way I grew up, it was risk, it was tragic, it was risk
Pull up and I’m scorin’
I’m just tryna ball like Michael Jordan
I’ma answer when you callin’
Pick you up when you fallin’
Tryna ball like Michael Jordan
Look at my left wrist, it’s gorgeous
Livin’ the life that I wanted
They told me never stop ballin’
Yeah, uh-uh-uh
They love watchin’ you fall
And they gon’ try to knock you when your back against the wall
Made it here and I ain’t goin’ back, no not at all
Stayin 10 toes and Imma be here standin’ tall
Imma make sure you hear me
I just wanna make sure you feel me
Winnin’ any case a good feeling
They tryna get me not really, not really
Pull up and I’m scorin’
I’m just tryna ball like Michael Jordan
I’ma answer when you callin’
Pick you up when you fallin’
Tryna ball like Michael Jordan
Look at my left wrist, it’s gorgeous
Livin’ the life that I wanted
They told me never stop ballin’…
