Ain't Gotta Worry
Ball on my feet so you know that I'm kicking
McGuire on the beat so you know that it's hitting
If we talking money, yeah, you know I gotta get it
Came right off the dome so you know it ain't written
Sip on my drink and my vision getting blurry
Still hit the three, yeah, they call me Steph Curry
Packing my bags and I leave in a hurry
You know where I be so you ain't gotta worry
Fresh like a prince, probably got my outfit from Bel-Air
Fresh like a prince, probably got purple rain out there
Yeah, I'm talking bout the song, I ain't talking bout no weather
Yeah, you did good but you know I did better
Flow so cold that I thought it was December
But the bars so hot, give you something to remember
McGuire on the beat, I decide when it chop
McGuire on the beat, I decide when it stop
Playing games like co-op
All these motherfuckers tryna be who they not
I don't really care what you think, that's true
Tryna get Gucci on my shoes
You can call me "Drake" with all these views
Beat so sick, achoo, bless you
Don't make a peep
Whipping in a Lexus like "Schitt's Creek"
I don't give a fuck if you cry, you weak
At the end of the day, I ain't losing no sleep
And my car start with a push of a button
Only got one but I'm shooting for a dozen
Car match the seats so I thought they were cousins
And you know the beat gotta hit so I whip it up and put it in the oven
And that shit hot, right on the spot
I am so dangerous, they call the SWAT
Chasing the paper like I'm Michael Scott
I cast a spell, so they call "Harry"
I am a platypus, they call me "Perry"
But I can meow, so they call me "Gary"
When I hop on the beat, it starts to get scary
Ball on my feet so you know that I'm kicking
McGuire on the beat so you know that it's hitting
If we talking money, yeah, you know I gotta get it
Came right off the dome so you know it ain't written
Sip on my drink and my vision getting blurry
Still hit the three, yeah, they call me Steph Curry
Packing my bags and I leave in a hurry
You know where I be so you ain't gotta worry
Ball on my feet so you know that I'm kicking
McGuire on the beat so you know that it's hitting
If we talking money, yeah, you know I gotta get it
Came right off the dome so you know it ain't written
Sip on my drink and my vision getting blurry
Still hit the three, yeah, they call me Steph Curry
Packing my bags and I leave in a hurry
You know where I be so you ain't gotta worry
McGuire on the beat so you know that it's hitting
If we talking money, yeah, you know I gotta get it
Came right off the dome so you know it ain't written
Sip on my drink and my vision getting blurry
Still hit the three, yeah, they call me Steph Curry
Packing my bags and I leave in a hurry
You know where I be so you ain't gotta worry
Fresh like a prince, probably got my outfit from Bel-Air
Fresh like a prince, probably got purple rain out there
Yeah, I'm talking bout the song, I ain't talking bout no weather
Yeah, you did good but you know I did better
Flow so cold that I thought it was December
But the bars so hot, give you something to remember
McGuire on the beat, I decide when it chop
McGuire on the beat, I decide when it stop
Playing games like co-op
All these motherfuckers tryna be who they not
I don't really care what you think, that's true
Tryna get Gucci on my shoes
You can call me "Drake" with all these views
Beat so sick, achoo, bless you
Don't make a peep
Whipping in a Lexus like "Schitt's Creek"
I don't give a fuck if you cry, you weak
At the end of the day, I ain't losing no sleep
And my car start with a push of a button
Only got one but I'm shooting for a dozen
Car match the seats so I thought they were cousins
And you know the beat gotta hit so I whip it up and put it in the oven
And that shit hot, right on the spot
I am so dangerous, they call the SWAT
Chasing the paper like I'm Michael Scott
I cast a spell, so they call "Harry"
I am a platypus, they call me "Perry"
But I can meow, so they call me "Gary"
When I hop on the beat, it starts to get scary
Ball on my feet so you know that I'm kicking
McGuire on the beat so you know that it's hitting
If we talking money, yeah, you know I gotta get it
Came right off the dome so you know it ain't written
Sip on my drink and my vision getting blurry
Still hit the three, yeah, they call me Steph Curry
Packing my bags and I leave in a hurry
You know where I be so you ain't gotta worry
Ball on my feet so you know that I'm kicking
McGuire on the beat so you know that it's hitting
If we talking money, yeah, you know I gotta get it
Came right off the dome so you know it ain't written
Sip on my drink and my vision getting blurry
Still hit the three, yeah, they call me Steph Curry
Packing my bags and I leave in a hurry
You know where I be so you ain't gotta worry
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Mcguire
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