Summer Walker links up with GloRilla for Baller, the unapologetic flex on her third album Finally Over It, out November 14 via LVRN and Interscope, and it lands with that NeNe Leakes intro like a wake-up call to step your game up, all glossy demands wrapped in a beat that begs for a mall run.
Walker has a real gift for turning relationship what-ifs into songs that feel like late-night talks with your closest friend, and Baller plays right into that. It’s a preview drop from last week, giving us GloRilla’s verse first with her signature Memphis edge which is full of bars about side options, iced-out gestures, and wanting a man who kisses up instead of playing cool. Walker comes in on the chorus with her smooth R&B flow, flipping the classic “I Need a Baller” hook into something fresh about mutual give-and-take, where shopping sprees meet real investment.
The sound mixes trap snares and warm keys for that easy bounce, produced to let their voices trade off without stealing shine. Themes hit on knowing your worth after the games, demanding a partner who matches the energy instead of half-stepping, and it’s got that empowering twist Walker does best, like she’s finally past the doubt.
This sits as track [four] on Finally Over It’s 18-song run, kicking off the back half with fire after openers like Heart of a Woman and FMT set a reflective tone. The album wraps her Over It trilogy, moving from raw heartbreak in the first to guarded healing in the second, now landing on full closure with a mix of solo confessions and collabs that show her range—Chris Brown on a smooth cut, Bryson Tiller adding silk later, all orbiting growth through love’s ups and downs. It’s about 45 minutes of her signature vulnerability, but lighter, with more play in the production to match her headspace as a mom twice over.
Walker’s in a strong place right now, four years after Still Over It topped charts and reshaped R&B convos, and she’s been open about how therapy and family shifted her writing from pain to power. This feels like her owning the next level, pulling in GloRilla’s rawness to balance her introspection, proving she’s not just surviving the cycle but calling the shots.
Instagram’s full of those preview clips already, with GloRilla’s lines getting stitched into outfit hauls and fans debating if it’s the album’s instant classic. Walker posted a quick studio throwback too, hinting at how these two clicked over shared stories of cutting off the wrong ones.
Dive into the Baller lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Finally Over It tracks for more of Summer Walker’s bold closure.
| Lead Vocals | Summer Walker & Glorilla |
| Additional Vocals | Nene Leakes |
| Songwriter | Summer Walker, GloRilla, Monaleo, Sexyy Red, SADPONY, Gabrielle Rodgers, Lil Yachty, Ben10k, Kavi (Producer), Mike Baretz, Dos Dias, Nineteen85, Reggie Lucas & James Mtume |
| Music Producer | Ben10k, Dos Dias, Mike Baretz, Nineteen85, SADPONY, Lil Yachty & Kavi (Producer) |
| Distributor | Universal Music Group |
| Label | LVRN Records & Interscope Records |
| Release Date | November 14, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | LVRN Records & Interscope Records |
Lyrics of Baller by Summer Walker
[Intro: Nene Leakes]
Tonight’s Event Is Proudly Sponsored By Big Di**s, Rich Niggas And Black Cars
It’s Your Girl, Nene Leakes
[Chorus: Summer Walker & Glorilla]
I Need A Baller, Shot Caller
Take Me To The Mall So I Can Spend A Couple Dollars
Yeah, I’m Tryna Give To You, Show Me What You Got (Glorilla)
Loan It, Call The Bank So I Can Shot ’til I Drop (On Gang)
[Verse 1: Glorilla]
I Like Black Niggas (Ooh) That Got Black Cars (Yeah)
Yeah, This Ass Soft (Uh-huh), ’cause My Head Hard (Damn)
I Keep A Side Nigga (Yup) Just Like My Side Parts (Okay)
And I Can’t F**k No Nigga That Ain’t No Mychart (Ugh)
He Just Iced Me Out (Yeah) But Tryna Be My Man
He Wrote A Song About Me (Damn), Ooh, You Want Me Back? (Okay)
Apply That Pressure, Buy Me, Baby, Don’t Be Actin’ Scared (The F**k?)
F**k Bein’ Nonchalant I Need My Nigga Kiss My Ass (Mwah)
I Got My Hand Out (Yup), But We Ain’t Shakin’ Hands (Uh-huh)
I Ain’t No Broke A*s B**ch, Baby, We Goin’ Bands For Bands (It’s A Stampede)
This Shit Like Burger King (I’m Tellin’ You), I’m Havin’ Shit My Way (You Feel Me?)
Matter Of Fact, Put Your Wallet Up, I Got It Paid (On Gang, Gang)
[Chorus: Summer Walker]
I Need A Baller, Shot Caller
Take Me To The Mall So I Can Spend A Couple Dollars
Yeah, I’m Tryna Give To You, Show Me What You Got
Loan It, Call The Bank So I Can Shot ’til I Drop
[Verse 2: Monaleo]
Ayy, It’s Leo
Damn (Damn) , What Can I Say?
Huh, It Was Poor-ass Nigga After Poor-ass Nigga,
I Had To Finally Up My Rank (Dummy)
Huh, I Ain’t Got Shit For A Ho, If He Drop That Load,
Then It Must Be A Bank (Come On)
Huh, I’m Too Damn Stiff On A B**ch,
A Dumb-ass Ho Is Something I Ain’t
Might Tell You A Joke, Won’t Tell You A Lie (Uh-huh)
I’m A P Till The Day That I Die,
I Be Tryna Tell You These Niggas Ain’t Shit
I’m Cool ’cause These Y’all Niggas, Not Mine
See, Me? I Run A Tight-ass Ship (Uh-huh)
I’m The One Do The Hiring And Firing (On God)
If That Nigga Ain’t Spending No Money, That’s Not A Red Flag
B**ch, That’s A Siren, Dummy
Wedding Of The Year, Pink Dress, Pink Pimpcess (Yeah)
Pretty B**ch With A Dip Set (Yeah)
Had To Lock ’em Down Like A Kwikset
With My Nigga, Every Day Is Christmas (On God)
I Could Give A F**k What A B**ch Said, Mind Your Business (Dummy)
This Big-ass Ring On My Finger, B**ch, I Ain’t Never, Ever Gave Mistress
[Chorus: Summer Walker]
I Need A Baller, Shot Caller
Take Me To The Mall So I Can Spend A Couple Dollars
Yeah, I’m Tryna Give To You, Show Me What You Got
Loan It, Call The Bank So I Can Shot ’til I Drop
[Verse 3: Sexyy Red]
I Need A Rich Nigga Not A B**ch Nigga
Where Your Money At, Bookie? Show Me What You Got (Sexyy)
Tired Of F**kin’ Lame Niggas, They Ain’t Got No Guap (Boogers)
F**k Buyin’ Me Some Flowers, Daddy, Buy Me A New Glock (Uh)
It’s Sexyy (Mm-hmm)
[Outro: Summer Walker]
The Closer I Get To You (Get, Get)
More Trips And Shopping Sprees (I Bought Me)
By Giving Me All You Got
You’re All That Captured Me
(The Closer I Get To You) Up At Dinner,
Get The Bill, You Gon’ Take It
(The More You Make Me See) Give Me The Treatment,
Get My Hair And My Nails Did
(By Giving Me All You Got)
(Your Love Has Captured Me)
