(intro:) fresh, hard, ball smart like its sportscenter you see it fresh and gucci, up, cash up
(verse 1:) ball player you would think I was a draft pick, zone 6 brick boy watch me a hundred, call my tail cause gucci a diaper dandy, DT player I a blue aston, zone season go up through the attic, if you smoke crack rock then an addict, addicted to ballin 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 better tell pussy niggas what it is, before i make cash show niggas what it is,(cash)
(chorus:) baby i ball hard i start so sportscenter i was averagin' 80 an hour winter, wilt yall danglin' crystal, benchwarmer sit out 'til next nigga,(repeat)
(verse 2:)
city monday 20 grand monday, same thing next call that shit a replay, 72' chevy caprice is a dunk, mossberg sawed off that shit a double boom, ak-47 make a 360, airmax cost me 150, money yao ming tall then nowitzki, wilt cham. baller of the century, 23 davins sitin on a bentley, if you dont like it dont ride wit me, sportscenter bitch made of the century, to the club wit a chain worth a milli, take it to the paint jump gucci a 3,(I will) waitin on you be waitin for a week, take it to the paint jump gucci shoot a 3,(swishy) Im so iced out my left on freeze,
(chorus:x2)
I know yall think Im just rappin', Im vacuum sealin and wrappin', 36 Oz and the tube a baggy, 54 Oz thats a and a halfy, so much money put my in a baggy, so many ... that i never a baggy, 08' bently money taller nowitzki, kimba mitumba or winfrey, like machine I keep that coke, so powder I can make a snowman, like a vendin machine i that coke, so powder I can make a snowman,(oh man)
(outtro:)
yeah its gucci mane la flare wilt chamberlain 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 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 want it na-mean dollar purp i smoke it na-mean, holla a $100,000 rings...