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I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
Get intercepted fin wit' the Cornerback, pick 6 uh na
But ain't no run it back, ain't no double back, ain't no rerun
I do it right the first time, now the job done
You know killers don't speak, we move in silence
Knock you down and go to sleep, I ain't even lyin'
Fk you, and the horse that you came on, I'm lookin' for a crash dummy I can flame on
You know the streets hot as fk so good luck
I do my dirt to the helmet, I don't need bruh, I ain't tellin' on myself
That's a guarantee, if I bring uh nigga wit' me, he gon' tell on me
These ns fumble when they know the game on the line
These ns crumble when it's pressure on 'em, crunch time
Don't stumble right before you hit the finish line, snatch ya soul
And don't tell uh soul, I mind mine ...
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I be lockin' st down, like Deion
You know you heard of me before, Peon, these ns green as fk Neon
I'm the highlight, I live a high life, with no drugs I'm the plug and life line
Man these ns out they mind, like they snort lines, I'll leave you flatline
Tryna' jack mine, you can get ransacked at the scrimmage line
Head up, me and you, uh polite fade
But these ns hella sweet like Koolaid, fruit punch ass na
Punch ya tooth loose, any woman in my vehicle got Goose, loose lips sink ships
Keep ya mouth closed, I got an open door policy for pretty hoes
I like big tits and ass, and some pretty toes, no scholarship rides though, she gotta hoe
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
Get intercepted fin wit' the Cornerback, pick 6 uh na
But ain't no run it back, ain't no double back, ain't no rerun
I do it right the first time, now the job done
You know killers don't speak, we move in silence
Knock you down and go to sleep, I ain't even lyin'
Fk you, and the horse that you came on, I'm lookin' for a crash dummy I can flame on
You know the streets hot as fk so good luck
I do my dirt to the helmet, I don't need bruh, I ain't tellin' on myself
That's a guarantee, if I bring uh nigga wit' me, he gon' tell on me
These ns fumble when they know the game on the line
These ns crumble when it's pressure on 'em, crunch time
Don't stumble right before you hit the finish line, snatch ya soul
And don't tell uh soul, I mind mine ...
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I be lockin' st down, like Deion
You know you heard of me before, Peon, these ns green as fk Neon
I'm the highlight, I live a high life, with no drugs I'm the plug and life line
Man these ns out they mind, like they snort lines, I'll leave you flatline
Tryna' jack mine, you can get ransacked at the scrimmage line
Head up, me and you, uh polite fade
But these ns hella sweet like Koolaid, fruit punch ass na
Punch ya tooth loose, any woman in my vehicle got Goose, loose lips sink ships
Keep ya mouth closed, I got an open door policy for pretty hoes
I like big tits and ass, and some pretty toes, no scholarship rides though, she gotta hoe
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
I'm the football star that made No Fumble
I'll blindside uh Na, make the ball Fumble, stars shine
When it's crunch time, don't crumble, you make money, it don't make you, stay humble
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Writer(s): Jackie Bates
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