(intro:) fresh, hard, ball smart like its sportscenter you see it fresh and gucci, iced up, up
(verse 1:) ball player you would think I was a draft pick, 6 brick boy watch me score a hundred, call dick my tail cause a diaper dandy, DT I bought a blue aston, zone season go up through the attic, if you smoke crack 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 kids hundred bills, you better tell these pussy niggas what it is, before i make cash show these what it is,(cash)
(chorus:) baby i ball hard i so call sportscenter i was averagin' 80 an hour winter, wilt chamberlain danglin' crystal, benchwarmer sit out next season nigga,(repeat)
(verse 2:)
magic city 20 grand monday, same thing next call that shit a replay, 72' chevy caprice is a dunk, sawed off call that shit a double boom, ak-47 a nigga 360, airmax airbubble me 150, tall yao ming tall then nowitzki, cham. bitch baller of the century, 23 inch sitin on a bentley, if you dont like it then ride wit me, sportscenter bitch made of the century, came to the 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 paint jump gucci shoot a 3,(swishy) Im so iced out my left on freeze,
(chorus:x2)
I know yall that Im just rappin', Im vacuum sealin and wrappin', 36 Oz and the tube a baggy, 54 Oz thats a and a halfy, so much put my stacks in a baggy, so many ... that i never a baggy, 08' bently money taller nowitzki, kimba or oprah winfrey, like vending machine I that coke, so powder I can make 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 100's na-mean, big boy bet a million na-mean, you smoke it i dont want it na-mean purp i smoke it na-mean, gone holla a $100,000 rings...