(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 tail cause a diaper dandy, DT player I a blue aston, zone season bricks go up the attic, if you smoke rock then your an addict, addicted to kush and bad bitches, dem big is just the way im livin', I took mill and I spent it on a crib, Im in the hood kids hundred dollar bills, kentez you better tell these pussy niggas it is, before i make show these niggas what it is,(cash)
(chorus:) baby i ball hard i so call sportscenter i was 80 an hour last winter, wilt chamberlain danglin' crystal, benchwarmer sit out next season nigga,(repeat)
(verse 2:)
city monday 20 grand monday, same thing next week that shit a replay, 72' caprice is a slam dunk, mossberg sawed off that shit a double boom, ak-47 make a 360, airbubble cost me 150, tall money yao ming then nowitzki, wilt cham. bitch of the century, 23 davins sitin on a bentley, if you dont like it then ride wit me, sportscenter bitch made of the century, came to the club wit a worth a milli, take it to the paint jump shoot a 3,(I will) waitin on you be waitin for a week, take it to the paint jump gucci gucci a 3,(swishy) Im so iced out my wrist on freeze,
(chorus:x2)
I know yall that Im just rappin', Im sealin and saran wrappin', 36 Oz and the inner a baggy, 54 Oz thats a and a halfy, so much put my stacks in a baggy, so ... that i never busted a baggy, 08' money taller than nowitzki, mitumba or oprah winfrey, like vending I keep 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 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 dont want it na-mean purp i smoke it na-mean, gone holla a $100,000 rings...