Lyrics
Walk on the court 'n they pass me the ball
Like I'm Curry or Klay shootin' deep from the three
Get a new crib 'n they wanna pull up
So ya better go pray cause I keep it on me
Puttin' my money right next to my weed
And I roll up another, ya see that its free
Ya better watch out when I'm comin' around
Cause I'm ready to go 'n they sleepin' on me
LETS GO
Got a whip every color of the sky like rainbow
Takin' all your dough like ya died in saints row
Fat booty bitch when I'm in Barbados
Givin' great dome when she countin' my pesos
Feel like a god in a game like Kratos
Bringing that heat like a flame, volcano
Chillin wit a real one I ain't talkin' bout a fake hoe
And I gotta see anotha shawty cause I make dough
Hittin' 150 inside of my hemi
Get weed by the pound, 'n ya know I got plenty
Like you was my bitch 'n ya got up 'n left me
In liquor I drown, but I'm still feelin' empty
I went out and bought a new car, it's a Bentley
Wit red and the blue it be lookin' like Pepsi
You talkin' that shit but you never have met me
When they give me money I get it directly
Kissin' yo bitch like its spin the bottle
Hittin' that lick then I hit the throttle
Catchin' that ball like I'm Jaylen Waddle
Sex at the mall wit a faded model
Smokin' an ounce in a day I been feelin' okay
But I never got time for these hoes
Now I jus wake 'n I bake, but I'm makin' that cake
So I know its the life that I chose
Walk on the court 'n they pass me the ball
Like I'm Curry or Klay shootin' deep from the three
Get a new crib 'n they wanna pull up
So ya better go pray cause I keep it on me
Puttin' my money right next to my weed
And I roll up another, ya see that its free
Ya better watch out when I'm comin' around
Cause I'm ready to go 'n they sleepin' on me
Got a whip every color of the sky like rainbow
Takin' all your dough like ya died in saints row
Fat booty bitch when I'm in Barbados
Givin' great dome when she countin' my pesos
Feel like a god in a game like Kratos
Bringing that heat like a flame, volcano
Chillin wit a real one I ain't talkin' bout a fake hoe
And I gotta see anotha shawty cause I make dough
Walk in that bitch's crib wit a louis bag full of pounds of weed
I been gettin' green
Now my wrist is clean
In a coupe wit a teen
Go to planet Sheen
Talkin' to all these snakes say you wanna race
Got a brand new way that I'm gettin' paid
Hit the gas in a wraith like I'm movin' all the weight
Got a couple fuckin' pounds I ain't talkin' boutta eighth
Comin' in clutch cause I got a few blunts
And I'm bringin' some more cause I bought out the store
Crack a new bottle, its easy to swallow
I'll write you novel jus sit back and pour
Now I don't know where to go anymore
Throw rocks at your window and sit at your door
Jus lay on the floor and hope that you ignore
Any sign that I'm callin' cause now you want war
Walk on the court 'n they pass me the ball
Like I'm Curry or Klay shootin' deep from the three
Get a new crib 'n they wanna pull up
So ya better go pray cause I keep it on me
Puttin' my money right next to my weed
And I roll up another, ya see that its free
Ya better watch out when I'm comin' around
Cause I'm ready to go 'n they sleepin' on me
Got a whip every color of the sky like rainbow
Takin' all your dough like ya died in saints row
Fat booty bitch when I'm in Barbados
Givin' great dome when she countin' my pesos
Feel like a god in a game like Kratos
Bringing that heat like a flame, volcano
Chillin wit a real one I ain't talkin' bout a fake hoe
And I gotta see anotha shawty cause I make dough
Writer(s): Da Real Adam
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