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(Basketball) I ain't playing basketball, but pull up- uh (We love that basketball) (Ayo, Mark A) Damn, huh I ain't playing basketball, but I'll pull up, shoot something Feel like Wilt, if I up the blues, that's a cool hunnid 23 on me in Atlanta, feel like Lou Hudson Star player, leave the crowd packed and the roof jumping Bet I hit a jumper if I see an opp today Ankle breaker, getting shifty, they gon' have to stop the play It's kinda hard for you to score 'cause you ain't really got a lane Amar'e Stoudemire, walked up into Hutch then copped the frames Told bro, "Let's get a bucket", run a pick and roll Matter of fact, I think they hit to it, run a give and go Whole 'nother book full of plays if they switch the zones Dream team type shit, the whole team getting gold Any problem? I'll handle it like Kyrie Thousand dollar kicks, give a fan a pair of signed sneaks Shit talker, play a dirty game, they might fine me Treat the jeweler like a trainer, tell him," Ice me" Ain't no rim grazing, windmilling like I'm Dominique SB, the franchise, you cannot defeat Told bro to pass to me, shit, I'm hot as Greece MVP this season, just watch and see I was rookie of the year 2019 Call lil' brodie "Tony Allen", he'll take the charge This shit out to the wing got me playing guard Call a timeout then put some Wocky in my Gatorade You don't wanna see me ball, what you drinking? Hatorade? I know you sick you sitting in the crowd watching players play Courtside in crypto, finna sit and watch the Lakers game Smoking Scottie Pippen in a pair of Mikes If it's up, boy, I'm Gerald Green, heard you scared of heights Shit, behind the back, Jason Williams Need a max contract, I'm out here chasing billions Scam man, I'm out here grabbing bricks like I'm kg How I'm feeling, I'm the top pick, feel like AD Hit him from the corner, chop got reach like KD Rap star, tryna own a team like I'm Jay-Z BabyTron, you might catch me on the jumbotron Whoever standing in the paint is who I'm dunking on Squad on my back, but it's cool, boy, I'm clutch as 'Bron Tron Stockton, every game you gon' see a couple lobs Shit, I'm waiting on the mailman right now Should eject you from the game, your whole life foul CJ McCollum, pull up shooting, lights out Bitch, I'm balling in the streets like stretch Catch me out of town traveling, left, right, left Sick you down on the scoring, ain't no time left Best believe it's all net when I side step Rollie with the nuggets in it, feel like Alex English We gon' still win this shit, I miss half the season Half court trophie holding, you won't get the chance to see it Huh, yeah I won't miss a shot, Stojaković If we watch him in his whip, we knocking boy up out of it
Writer(s): James Iv, Mark Anthony, Sample Collectively Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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