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Yeah, oh-oh, Oh-oh, Yeah, oh-oh, uh, I feel like I'm in the NBA, I fell in love with A slum, yeah. And if you got problems with Eric, you know We unloading that gun, yeah. I get on the mic and I punch in, Baby, I do this for fun. You know I feel like God, I'm a taker, Leavin' my opps feelin' stunned, yeah. Shit to my face, I don't fuck with a Son. How he gon' talk but don't got any Funds? I feel like Tom Cruise, I feel the Stunt. We comin' for now he on the run. My pockets big, I ain't talkin' 'bout punt. I got a sword on my back like I'm Trunks. This nigga pussy, I might take his lunch. I beat my opps to the punch. Choppa man came through to bang that. Eric and Wesley, you know this a gangway. He talkin' down when we hit him the same Day. My-my niggas movin' the bricks like a Lego. Choppa on me and it's sharp like a cello. Fucked on me, now she stuck like Velcro. Shooter from New York, they talkin' 'bout Melo. I'm finna play with her kitty like Halo. She said her riches a bitch, okay. My-my niggas up with the stick broad day. Man that's just tellin' me olé. She eat up like a chip, no Lay's. The TEC it sit on your lip, your face. I'm gettin' money, it's no debate. Your money move real slow, it's late. Your diamonds not even cold, it's fake. I think my new bitch is tied to me. Hear the beat, bad news if slide on me. Tell the boy back up, got the fire on Me. Neck uncut gems how they shine on me, Huh. She tellin' me I'm the one, huh. All these lil' boys are my sons, huh. When it's drop we don't make it no run, Huh. Mushroom be packin' a punch, huh. Slump got the stick, we don't fight fair. Call-callin' on me, I'll be right there. If he upset, bitch I don't care. Some nice ass and some long hair. It's a winners circle, don't belong here. Big hella bands, been long year. Yeah, uh, I feel like I'm in the NBA, I fell in love with a slum, yeah. And if you got problems with Eric, you know We unloading that gun, yeah. I get on the mic and I punch in, Baby, I do this for fun. You know I feel like God, I'm a taker, Leavin' my opps feelin' stunned, yeah. Shit to my face, I don't fuck with a Son. How he gon' talk but don't got any Funds? I feel like Tom Cruise, I feel the Stunt. We comin' for him, now he on the Run. My pockets big, I ain't talkin' 'bout punt. I got a sword on my back like I'm Trunks. This nigga pussy, I might take his lunch. I beat my opps to the punch.