(intro:) fresh, ball hard, smart like its sportscenter you see it and gucci, iced up, cash up
(verse 1:) ball player paper you think I was a draft pick, zone 6 brick boy watch me a hundred, dick my tail cause gucci a diaper dandy, DT player I a blue aston, zone season bricks go up the attic, if you crack rock then your an addict, to ballin kush and bad bitches, dem big rims is the way im livin', I took mill and I spent it on a crib, Im in the hood passin kids hundred bills, kentez you better tell these 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 averagin' 80 an last winter, wilt chamberlain danglin' crystal, benchwarmer sit out 'til season nigga,(repeat)
(verse 2:)
city monday 20 grand monday, same thing next week call that a replay, 72' caprice is a slam dunk, mossberg off call that shit a double boom, ak-47 make a 360, airmax cost me 150, tall money yao tall then nowitzki, wilt cham. bitch of the century, 23 inch davins on a bentley, if you dont like it then ride wit me, bitch made highlight of the century, came to the wit a chain worth a milli, take it to the paint gucci shoot a 3,(I will) waitin on you be waitin for a week, take it to the paint gucci gucci shoot a 3,(swishy) Im so iced out my left on freeze,
(chorus:x2)
I know yall think that Im rappin', Im sealin and saran wrappin', 36 Oz and the tube a baggy, 54 Oz a brick and a halfy, so much put my stacks in a baggy, so many ... that i busted a baggy, 08' bently money than nowitzki, mitumba or oprah winfrey, like machine I keep that coke, so much powder I can a snowman, like a vendin machine i keep coke, so much 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 that we poppin like that, bags of money na-mean never 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...