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NBA
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Hip-Hop/Rap
NBA was released on May 30, 2025 by TREESH GANG as a part of the album Hell Was Boring
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Release DateMay 30, 2025
LabelTREESH GANG
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Oke
Ryan Oke
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Oke
Ryan Oke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Oke
Ryan Oke
Engineer

Lyrics

I'm making plays like the NBA
If this lil bitch wanna fuck make her sign her a NDA
On gang
Huh, on gang
Let's go, let's go
Okay, I'm making plays like the NBA
If she wanna fuck then she signing a NDA
If you wanna play, you get sent to the Heaven gates
Black and white diamonds, I don't need to segregate
Ain't think he could fly then that chop made him levitate
I get high 'cause I'm sick in the head, so I medicate
Why you tote a Glock if you just finna hesitate
I don't like boujee hoes, quit the entitlement
I like my hoes ratchet, where Kiesha and Tonya at?
She call my daddy, I don't got a daughter yet
You won't get no hoes in that broken down Pontiac
Go get some money, upgrade ya swag
Get the fuck from me, your energy bad
My bitches love me, bout OKE, they gon' crash
One of my bitches might go tat my name on her ass, yuh
I don't believe in limits, bitch
I don't believe in gimmicks
I ain't tripping 'cause what goes around comes around, I guess I believe in physics
But I don't know 'cause I still defy odds
I'm really a demon, she think I'm a god
Life ain't shit but a journey, who here for the ride?
Let's take a trip to the underworld, who tryna slide?
She want me to cuff her, well that's just unfortunate
There's a difference, you ain't using force you just forcing it
My heart made of steel, in the fire, I was forging it
Hit your block, drop a bomb, I just got me the coordinates
Villain of the year, villain of the century
**** hella weird, why they keep on testing me?
Don't ask 'bout my cup, 'cause you can't get the recipe
You don't be in the street, if you do it was Sesame
Ugh, okay, I'm making plays like the NBA
If she wanna fuck then she signing a NDA
If you wanna play, you get sent to the Heaven gates
Black and white diamonds, I don't need to segregate
Ain't think he could fly then that chop made him levitate
I get high 'cause I'm sick in the head, so I medicate
Why you tote a Glock if you just finna hesitate
I'm making plays like the NFL
Free my bro level 4, he stuck in a jail
Cut your head from your throat, send it through the mail
Try me if you want, bro you finna fail
Bitch, I might just marry the money
All these dead presidents, I might bury the money
Bitch I got blick, so don't stare at me funny
Try sum' slick and you might have to carry your buddy
I got a treesh for all days of the week
Got so many treeshes, might make me a team
Shorty from Sac' she keep talking 'bout light up the beam
I told her relax baby light up the weed
Smoking so much that my lungs might collapse
Don't get mad 'bout no bitch, that won't change that I cracked
I'm like the Human Torch, wanna see fire? I'll snap
Think 'bout who you do it for, 'fore I take you off the map
Ugh, okay, I'm making plays like the NBA
If she wanna fuck then she signing a NDA
If you wanna play, you get sent to the Heaven gates
Black and white diamonds, I don't need to segregate
Ain't think he could fly then that chop made him levitate
I get high 'cause I'm sick in the head, so I medicate
Why you tote a Glock if you just finna hesitate
Ugh, okay, I'm making plays like the NBA
If she wanna fuck then she signing a NDA
If you wanna play, you get sent to the Heaven gates
Black and white diamonds, I don't need to segregate
Ain't think he could fly then that chop made him levitate
I get high 'cause I'm sick in the head, so I medicate
Why you tote a Glock if you just finna hesitate
Written by: Ryan Oke
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