Bring Black Rock n Roll

[Chorus: Cutta]
Is we gon’ ball or not?
Is we gon’ ball or not?
Is we gon’ ball or not?
Is we gon’ ball or not?

[Verse: Chris Crack]
I was turnt up in the party, free henny
Bitches twerking by the bar caught me
I was flattered, fuck the masses
Just stumbled in with ashy
I ain’t even know what happen
Let me sample, had the vapes by the cameras
My bitch with [?] did a show in San Diego
And my hoes had standards, blowing money like a candle
You don’t even have the answers (how Sway?)
I’ll be damned if I don’t blam ‘em
I was talking to the cannon
And she dragging all the wagon down Madison
Toast to the savages, I’m bagging up
Trying to get the bag, you was at the mall popping tags
Off the pack, put it in the back, that's a fact
I was never one to brag, chase him up for the scratch
And I’m posted for the past and I never sold packs
Had to get my own stash, had niggas working deep
I was only seventeen with a dream
Baby take off your shirt, let me see, is we..

[Chorus:: Cutta]
Is we gon’ ball or not?
Is we gon’ ball or not?
Is we gon’ ball or not?
Is we gon’ ball or not?