What you waitin' for? Huh, give me the ball

I done iso'd this ****, yeah, I'm finna drop him off

I done brought out all my garments and these bitches glossy

Do I go X6 or Trackhawk? I don't know, it's a toss

Yeah, I'm 'Tect with the ships, bitch, play 'round, you get crossed

Yeah, I'm 'Tect with the shit, bitch, all my stick go ball

I'm a scorer under contact like I don't need no call

My whole swag done upgraded, I don't even shop at no damn mall

(If you not Ball Hog, then die)

He-he-he think he could guard me, but he ain't got no clench

Ball-Ball Hog, yeah, that bitch is tatted on me, you know that shit stamped

We don't fuck with the opposition, we blow up your camp

Blowin' up on Spotify, I go up like a ramp

Goin' up, I'm gettin fouled, lookin' at the ref like, "Damn

You ain't finna call that shit? You finna let me get hacked?"

Okay, cool, I could still got dumb and show you I'm the best

I just went and changed my name, yeah, I feel like Ron Artest

I just hit my Mexican plug, his name is Ernest

I just poured up shit inside a cream soda and turned it red

Ball hard like it's the all-star game, finna shoot this bitch from anywhere

Shoot-shoot this bitch from half court, they like, "'Tect, you ain't playin' fair"

Bought-bought a Stone Island jacket, I'm gettin' ready for February

I'm Finna cop an X6, I'm thinkin' in January

I done won MVP, I'm the most valuable player

Huh, give me the ball

I done iso'd this ****, yeah, I'm finna drop him off

I done brought out all my garments and these bitches glossy

Do I go X6 or Trackhawk? I don't know, it's a toss

Yeah, I'm 'Tect with the ships, bitch, play 'round, you get crossed

Yeah, I'm 'Tect with the shit, bitch, all my stick go ball

I'm a scorer under contact like I don't need no call

My whole swag done upgraded, I don't even shop at no damn mall