Lyrics:

[Hook: French Montana & Wale]
You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bacon on it
As-salamu alaykum, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nigga back to balling
I ain't even playing, homie
Got it , lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I'm back to balling
Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I'm back to ballin'

[Verse 1: Wale]
Nigga, I seen a book, took her to my hotel, now that's not my problem
Cause it get right to the chicken, don't chipping of the bitches, don't worry if I have a collar

[French Montana]
Motherfucker, back to balling
You know my whips is foreign
Man, you niggas play the bench and you know my niggas starting
Motherfucker, back to balling
I'm talking black Ferrari
Straight cash made of hundred forty stacks this morning
I'm talking ten chains, casino life
Red bottoms, mosquito bites
Bad batch, get your head cracked, see low dice
Motherfucker, back to balling
Start to finish, you start, I finish
Bottle after bottle like fuck my kidneys

[Hook]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Everytime we roll up, doors go up and them panties falling
Talking all my niggas tow up from the floor up, now all them whips is foreign

[Wale]
Nigga, back to balling
Nigga, I'm back like (?)
Never sold much dope, but I know some nights I heard that trappers calling
Nigga, back to balling
KD, Rondo, and Lebronin'
Found life is about chasing dreams
Don't worry how I got these comas
Commas, karma, I'm a rider
Lot of ganja, easy water
But I paid five stacks for a garment
To cheer me up and high set
You gon' boss me the outfit
And the pants are never comong off shit

[Hook]