[Verse 1: Wiki]
Sellin pack of (?)
Throwin' that, yeah a lil' that
I got extra cash off that
I see y'all laugh, y'all off track
I got all that I need
Got some fine weed, fine chick
Til' my homies call her my bitch, but that's my queen
I ain't sayin' what is right; I'm just sayin' what I see when I write
Bite for bite, not no bacon, egg and cheese, nah, we on french cuisine for the night, and it's light, but I'm hype, 'cause I'm

[Chorus]
Ballin' on the low, ballin' on, ballin' on the low
All this fuckin' dough, we got (?) and it's runnin' low
Ballin' on the low, *I fleed (?)*
All this fuckin' dough, *Stay freeze, eight eighths a week*

[Verse 2: Wiki]
Yeah that make her "O", make me dumb so I buy a whole
Now it's done, smoked it to the dome, and I gotta go
I don't know; Cause I'm high-high off that audible like I done throw, it be super if you got an Uber, I got cash to throw. [...]