(intro:) fresh, ball hard, ball like its sportscenter you see it and gucci, iced up, cash up
(verse 1:) ball player paper you would think I was a pick, zone 6 boy watch me score a hundred, call my tail cause gucci a diaper dandy, DT I bought a blue aston, zone bricks go up through the attic, if you smoke rock then your an addict, addicted to kush and bad bitches, dem big rims is the way im livin', I took whole and I spent it on a crib, Im in the hood passin hundred dollar bills, kentez you tell these pussy niggas what it is, before i make show these niggas what it is,(cash)
(chorus:) i ball hard i start so call sportscenter i was 80 an hour last winter, wilt yall danglin' crystal, benchwarmer sit out 'til next nigga,(repeat)
(verse 2:)
magic city monday 20 monday, thing next week call that shit a replay, 72' chevy caprice is a dunk, mossberg sawed off call shit a double boom, ak-47 make a 360, airmax cost me 150, tall yao ming tall then nowitzki, cham. bitch baller of the century, 23 davins sitin on a bentley, if you dont like it dont ride wit me, sportscenter bitch highlight of the century, to the club wit a chain worth a milli, take it to the paint jump shoot a 3,(I will) waitin on gucci you be for a week, take it to the jump gucci gucci shoot a 3,(swishy) Im so iced out my left on freeze,
(chorus:x2)
I know think that Im just rappin', Im sealin and saran wrappin', 36 Oz and the tube a baggy, 54 Oz a brick and a halfy, so money put my stacks in a baggy, so ... that i never busted a baggy, 08' bently money taller nowitzki, mitumba or oprah winfrey, like vending I keep that coke, so powder I can make a snowman, like a machine i keep that coke, so powder I can make a snowman,(oh man)
(outtro:)
yeah its gucci mane la flare wilt shit, sportscenter, you tuned in man na-mean, fuck the T.V man watch the street man, glenwood day Ima murder him, edgewood day Ima murder him, east atlanta day Ima murder him, swat day Ima murder him, na-mean, its gucci mane big boy flexin so icy entertainment, we bangin like that chain swangin' like that we rockin like that cut off stockin like that we poppin like that, bags of money na-mean never 100's na-mean, big boy shit bet a million na-mean, you smoke it i dont it na-mean dollar purp i smoke it na-mean, gone holla a $100,000 rings...