Courtside

I'm on that court ballin' who that is? they left me so stranded, they left me abandoned
Damn, damn, damn, damn, I was looking for my mammy
I was hurt, Critical Damage, I had to lay down couldn't stand it
I be on that block, hustlin' with my bro

I check my phone, that's my hoe
She tryna spam, she be bogus
I be going ham on these hoes
Bitch, I'm ballin' check the score

I got Amiri on my Coat
I pour that Larry in my Coke
I keep a Blicky in my pocket, I ain't tryna go sad
I know these niggas pocket watchin', bitch, I pull up with that Bag

And I get jiggy doin' my Dance
Bitch, I don't be flexin' with no Counterfeit
I'm in that Cat with my Mans
I'm a little different, y'all can't fuck with it

I double that cup and I'm pouring up lean, I'm feening
I'm waving that red flag and I'm clearing the scene
I got a Glock 10 with a green beam
And that bitch go bing, bing, bing

Ooh, and I'm sellin' dreams
And I'm smokin' on strong, Collard Green
I wanna pop that twat, she told me to link
Had to tell that lil hoe, Don't come over here

Ay, I came through, runnin' through this bitch like Adrian Peterson
Cold-blooded stepper, keepin' A heater Man I'm a
Walkin' Gorilla, that boy is a Cheetah Fan

Hollon, hollon, hollon, hollon
I'm on that strong shit, that Hercules
I be walkin', Em down, I'm makin' my call
If he don't hit back, I'm goin in

Im Sipping Henny to the face with no follow-up, I'm crazy
I was Scrollin' through my phone
All These hoes Want my baby
I'm like, damn, that is crazy

Bitch, cause I can't do that right there
Nah, I pull up and pop it, I'm knockin' it down
I'm diggin' her body, she diggin' my style
Im Richer than yo boyfriend, bitch, I don't give a fuck

I call my side hoe when I'm Boredom, Bitch im tryna Fuck!
Ima keep it a buck with you, I don't fuck with you
I just wanna see progress
I'm tryna slide, what would Jesus do?

I wanna put that Boy torest
I Swear my mind on that money and that money on my mind
Can't waste no time with no bitch
So you know I'm on my Grind

I know they gon' hate on me, yeah, that's fine
I wanna roll me a blunt right now
I wanna get lit, like right now
Please turn me up, don't turn me down

Hey, I got a bad bitch
She from Savannah, she be on that block
With a hundred drum Banana
Ima bad boy, she rude, bitch you better watch your manners

And I told her, keep it cool, bitch, you know I keep a fan on me
I got alot of Love, keep it to myself
She ain't talkin' no money, I tell her I'm deaf
She played a Foul, I feel like a Ref

And I throw in that flag, she gotta be dealt
Ain't nobody real, there's nobody left
And You left me alone with somebody else
Like, What are you on? what happened to us?

My heart so cold, I lost my Trust
I done Lost my fuckin' patience
Bitch, I'm tryna make it
I done told her about that sad shit, A Savage, I'm Pacing

And I put that on my bro, Cadence
Bitch, all my diamonds races,
Looking at Your jewelry, you need maintenance
You flexin' hard, Make it Make sense

Ayy she Shake that ass in my condo
Beating her back in, that is a Combo
But I ain't gon' lay up, I ain't Lonzo
She sucking my, from the, Never mind ho

I told that bitch don't waste my time tho
She started Crying like she Quando
And I got money on my mind
And Ima ride until my time's Gone