Sports Center (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & 24hrs)
Ooh, skrrt
Hey, yeah
Used to Uber everywhere, uh
Now fuck your bitch everywhere, uh
She don't even wear underwear, uh
I don't even fuckin' care, uh
I was gettin' some head, uh
That mean gettin' some neck, uh
I was gettin' some bread, uh
That mean gettin' a check, ooh
Why did you switch up the vibes? Uh
I had to put on my jets, uh
I had to catch it high, ooh
Like Wayne Chrebet, ooh
She thought it came with a towel, uh
Both of my chains is wet, ooh
She thought it came with a towel, uh
Both of my chains is wet, ooh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, ooh
Now I slam dunk
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk (Dolla $ign)
Now I slam dunk (dunk)
He don't wanna funk (ooh, yeah)
Louie XIII, yeah, Mendocino Skunk (Skunk)
Dolla did the Chelsea boot, she did CC pumps (pumps)
Hoppin' out the Urus slumped
We've been gettin' stoned in the house all month (gas, gas)
Fuckin' on all dimes (dimes)
Had a threesome on your birthday (yeah)
Dolla do it all the time (let's go)
Water on my neck, it ain't sweat (ain't sweat)
Water on my neck, it ain't sweat (ain't sweat)
Ain't it's a Lamb', not a 'Vette (ooh)
Your man in a coach, we on jets (jet), yeah, yeah
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk
Made me a promise, you always gon' come onto me
That nigga's a clown, he pray he don't run into me, yeah, yeah
We go to Tokyo, we took a Perc' on the plane
I hit your girl, you don't wanna know more
I park the Lamb in the front of the store
Hop on a plane and I know that you ready
We eat Italian, boogetti, spaghetti
I know a nigga that press the P's
Tokyo sit on them M's, for real
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk (ooh)
Hey, yeah
Used to Uber everywhere, uh
Now fuck your bitch everywhere, uh
She don't even wear underwear, uh
I don't even fuckin' care, uh
I was gettin' some head, uh
That mean gettin' some neck, uh
I was gettin' some bread, uh
That mean gettin' a check, ooh
Why did you switch up the vibes? Uh
I had to put on my jets, uh
I had to catch it high, ooh
Like Wayne Chrebet, ooh
She thought it came with a towel, uh
Both of my chains is wet, ooh
She thought it came with a towel, uh
Both of my chains is wet, ooh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, ooh
Now I slam dunk
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk (Dolla $ign)
Now I slam dunk (dunk)
He don't wanna funk (ooh, yeah)
Louie XIII, yeah, Mendocino Skunk (Skunk)
Dolla did the Chelsea boot, she did CC pumps (pumps)
Hoppin' out the Urus slumped
We've been gettin' stoned in the house all month (gas, gas)
Fuckin' on all dimes (dimes)
Had a threesome on your birthday (yeah)
Dolla do it all the time (let's go)
Water on my neck, it ain't sweat (ain't sweat)
Water on my neck, it ain't sweat (ain't sweat)
Ain't it's a Lamb', not a 'Vette (ooh)
Your man in a coach, we on jets (jet), yeah, yeah
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk
Made me a promise, you always gon' come onto me
That nigga's a clown, he pray he don't run into me, yeah, yeah
We go to Tokyo, we took a Perc' on the plane
I hit your girl, you don't wanna know more
I park the Lamb in the front of the store
Hop on a plane and I know that you ready
We eat Italian, boogetti, spaghetti
I know a nigga that press the P's
Tokyo sit on them M's, for real
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I'm slam dunkin' 'em ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Used to lay up on ho's, uh
Now I slam dunk (ooh)
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Davis, Malcolm Davis, Tyronne Griffin, Karl Hamnqvist
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