Stixx makin' hits ya

M-M-M-Maybach Music

Hey, Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

I don't really think they hear us, BG

**** Let's go a little harder for them one more time

(FUSCHIA) Look, Listen

Cruisin' in a GLE, I got a hundred on the dash

You Play with the team and we got every right to attack

I'm ballin' so hard, I'm ballin' out like Steve Nash

I can get right, no pass, yeah

(I'm still ball hogging it)

Why they wanna hate on me? I ain't even made it yet

Best believe I'm ball hoggin', like protect

And we bring the war outside, no shots to the chest

So you don't even need that vest, woah

Got me feelin' like Sosa in 2012, I'm too clean

Finna come outside with the polo and the truey jeans

And the swag on my body might take your shotty, I'ma break her spleen

I'ma make her scream (mmm Amari)

She move out her body, I don't pop no molly

My swag come unique, that ain't like me, I'm so exotic (za za)

And if it's a problem, we gon' see about it

But when I press that issue, all of a sudden they go silent

And the way my boy, he swing that stick, we call him A-Rod

You hatin' on us and I figured your issue, you mad that we ain't yall

It don't matter the place, whether I'm on the court or the field, I just play ball

And no, I never play soft

Score!

Cruisin' in a GLE, I got a hundred on the dash

Play with the team and we got every right to attack

I'm ballin' so hard, I'm ballin' out like Steve Nash

But I can get right, no pass