G-League

Get up, get up
Sound of the morning sun

Yeah, took a ski trip to Aspen
This salmon I'm eating Alaskan
We blitz a nigga no madden
She stop me she say "Why you do all that braggin'?"
Cause I ain't never had shit bitch
If I joined the G-League, I'm coming out #1 draft pick
No hezo, no lackin'
I'm shooting from deep, bitch you know im bout action
Quit all that cappin'
You know we knee deep, boy you slow ass molasses
Bitch you not having
I walked in the mall and I spent that on fabric
And that bitch you got trashy
My bitch do a walk thru she elegant, classy
Yeah, Cuatro okay
Chrome Heart on my sweater
She digging me, say I'm clever
These niggas wishing death on they brother
I could never
My lil hoe is a bad bitch but I don't pet her
Lil bro don't know when to give the ball up
Chris Webber
Got a crush on a bad bitch? French tip her
He want smoke?
Okay, koolaid we gone knock the juice out his pitcher
Sippin' syrup throwed like a wizard
Hit up Johnny, ice-cone blizzard
Pull up rari green like lizard
Count up bucks just like Kareem
Bitch come with me you'll live your dreams
Bitches coming around, put the phones up
This is not for WorldStar
Nigga think shit sweet, come around get beat
Shit turn into a World War
The size of the ice if you add me and KC together
Could fill a reservoir
Them bodies get to dropping
AKs get to knocking
Niggas pleading then we go ahead and hit destroy
I ball out with that four
I ball like Randy Foye
No PayPal, shawty
Send my loot through Zelle, shawty
She fine as hell, and give them hell
You too much of my type sorry
Kinda wanna keep the bitch
But I can't trust these hoes they grimey
Salmon on my plate for me
I don't want a sandwich, fuck pastrami
Me and four lil KC, dynamic duo
Tryna stop us? Good Luck Charlie
Jugg jugg swipe swipe I'm slimey
Got TECs in the whip shit gnarly
Hell nah, this not no Audi
Big gas in my lungs like Sha'Carri



Credits
Writer(s): Marlon Robinson Ii
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