(intro:) fresh, ball hard, ball like its sportscenter you see it and gucci, iced up, cash up
(verse 1:) ball player you would think I was a draft pick, zone 6 brick boy watch me a hundred, call dick my cause gucci a diaper dandy, DT player I bought a 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 whole mill and I spent it on a crib, Im in the hood passin kids hundred bills, kentez you better tell these pussy 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, chamberlain yall danglin' crystal, benchwarmer sit out next season nigga,(repeat)
(verse 2:)
city monday 20 grand monday, same thing next week call that a replay, 72' chevy is a slam dunk, mossberg sawed off call that shit a boom, ak-47 make a 360, airmax cost me 150, tall money yao ming tall nowitzki, wilt cham. bitch of the century, 23 inch sitin on a bentley, if you like it then dont ride wit me, sportscenter made highlight of the century, to the club wit a chain worth a milli, take it to the jump gucci shoot a 3,(I will) waitin on gucci you be for a week, it to the paint jump gucci gucci shoot a 3,(swishy) Im so out my left wrist on freeze,
(chorus:x2)
I know think that Im just rappin', Im vacuum sealin and wrappin', 36 Oz and the tube a baggy, 54 Oz a brick and a halfy, so money put my stacks in a baggy, so many ... that i never a baggy, 08' bently money than nowitzki, kimba or oprah winfrey, like vending I keep that coke, so much I can make a snowman, a vendin machine i keep that coke, so powder I can make a snowman,(oh man)
(outtro:)
yeah its 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 100's na-mean, big boy shit bet a million na-mean, you smoke it i want it na-mean dollar purp i smoke it na-mean, gone holla a $100,000 rings...