NBA Jam
Feel like Jordan, it's a jam
Bitch I'm scoring like I'm playing for the Rams
Complicated, I don't think you understand
I tried to tell 'em who the fuck I really am
I told them niggas I'm a blunt smoking
Big dope, it's still going round
High roller, elevated off the fucking ground
Big timer, take a picture, bitch look at me now
Still shining, feel that pressure when I come around
Bitch, you busted
Can't be trusted
That's that ODB
Niggas dusted
I be dunking, shit be jumping
I've been putting noting [?]
You residing with them rats, *spits*, that's disgusting
For the record little bitch, I'm photogenic
Hopped out like who up in it?
Popped out like who ain't finished?
Came through looking too authentic
Had the blow, put the truth all in it
Selling lies, nigga who defending?
This shit's real low, it ain't dependent
Motherfuck opinions
Dealing with the incidentals
Trying not to lose my mental
It's quite eventful
Feel like Jordan, it's a jam
Bitch I'm scoring like I'm playing for the Rams
Complicated, I don't think you understand
I tried to tell 'em who the fuck I really am
I told them niggas I'm a blunt smoking
Big dope, it's still going round
High roller, elevated off the fucking ground
Big timer, take a picture, bitch look at me now
Still shining, feel that pressure when I come around
I'm on TV
Make a mill', I spend it all
What you thinking?
I've been shining pretty hard
I'm on bling bling
Check my stats, it's pretty wild
Care less how you feel about it
Need that deuce deuce, new Ferrari
Yeah I black it out like I'm Nosferatu
My vision clear like I'm Nostradamus
My hunger kill like I'm Jeffrey Dahmer
You disappear, turn into a goner
I plead the fifth on this case, your Honor
I push this shit like it's not a problem
If this a race, then I'm running proudly
Bet I skate right the fuck around them, on God
Feel like Jordan, it's a jam
Bitch I'm scoring like I'm playing for the Rams
Complicated, I don't think you understand
I tried to tell 'em who the fuck I really am
I told them niggas I'm a blunt smoking
Big dope, it's still going round
High roller, elevated off the fucking ground
Big timer, take a picture, bitch look at me now
Still shining, feel that pressure when I come around
Bitch I'm scoring like I'm playing for the Rams
Complicated, I don't think you understand
I tried to tell 'em who the fuck I really am
I told them niggas I'm a blunt smoking
Big dope, it's still going round
High roller, elevated off the fucking ground
Big timer, take a picture, bitch look at me now
Still shining, feel that pressure when I come around
Bitch, you busted
Can't be trusted
That's that ODB
Niggas dusted
I be dunking, shit be jumping
I've been putting noting [?]
You residing with them rats, *spits*, that's disgusting
For the record little bitch, I'm photogenic
Hopped out like who up in it?
Popped out like who ain't finished?
Came through looking too authentic
Had the blow, put the truth all in it
Selling lies, nigga who defending?
This shit's real low, it ain't dependent
Motherfuck opinions
Dealing with the incidentals
Trying not to lose my mental
It's quite eventful
Feel like Jordan, it's a jam
Bitch I'm scoring like I'm playing for the Rams
Complicated, I don't think you understand
I tried to tell 'em who the fuck I really am
I told them niggas I'm a blunt smoking
Big dope, it's still going round
High roller, elevated off the fucking ground
Big timer, take a picture, bitch look at me now
Still shining, feel that pressure when I come around
I'm on TV
Make a mill', I spend it all
What you thinking?
I've been shining pretty hard
I'm on bling bling
Check my stats, it's pretty wild
Care less how you feel about it
Need that deuce deuce, new Ferrari
Yeah I black it out like I'm Nosferatu
My vision clear like I'm Nostradamus
My hunger kill like I'm Jeffrey Dahmer
You disappear, turn into a goner
I plead the fifth on this case, your Honor
I push this shit like it's not a problem
If this a race, then I'm running proudly
Bet I skate right the fuck around them, on God
Feel like Jordan, it's a jam
Bitch I'm scoring like I'm playing for the Rams
Complicated, I don't think you understand
I tried to tell 'em who the fuck I really am
I told them niggas I'm a blunt smoking
Big dope, it's still going round
High roller, elevated off the fucking ground
Big timer, take a picture, bitch look at me now
Still shining, feel that pressure when I come around
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Writer(s): Brandon Michael Perry
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