NBA Bars (feat. Blade Man)

Yop she like what you doin' tryna make a
Yop, huh
Big Guap

She like, what you doin' tryna make a song to this beat
Nigga never with the hoes, he the type to be this meat like
Feel like Adebayo, pull up with that heat like
Where the taken hoes? Yeah, I'm on the sneaky link type

Hold on bro, where the woods at? I'm tryna get high, though
Don't say smoke with me, but walk past me and say hi, though
I just wanna kick it, lil' shorty, fuck a title
Moon walkin' on these beats, bitch, I feel like Michael

I only came for the head, she on her cycle
Done sippin', but you know my line's red like a typo
Put him in the air, broad day like he a kite though
Bitch I'll put my cousins on you, I don't fight hoes

Gotta take them L's to get a win, but that's life though
But you gotta take them wins to get a M and do it right though
Yeah the clip long like a light pole
You fucked bro? I can't wife those
Could really do this shit up off the dome or I could write, though

Way too hungry for this shit, I ain't waitin' on a meal
Dawg ain't get his tax money yet, he waitin' by the mail
You tryna sign me for a deal, you better come with bout a mill
Send him to the sun put three up in him call em Bradley Beal

Bitch, don't ask me for no deal, cause I'm taxin' still
Know we put the belt on them niggas cause they lackin' still
Bitch nigga, told him play his role cause he actin' still
I ain't never been to Pittsburgh, but I pack the steel

Ain't no more goin' down, we just goin' up
Nigga ever spill over my cup, he gon' turn to dust
Brought 1911 out today, it had a little dust
Do a triple-double in yo state, shit, I feel like Russ

In the stu high as hell, I damn near fell asleep
Told bro just to wake me up so I can get on the beat
Man, I'm so stuck in these streets, shit, I got on cleats
Nah this ain't Wayne616, but this shit some grease

Every time I'm in this stu, they like brodie preach
If a nigga don't open his door, then it's gettin' breached
Bitch, I ain't divin' in that pussy if that shit ain't clean
Before the bitch suck my dick, she need to brush her teeth

This bitch was squirtin' everywhere, she fucked up my sheets
Irritated she got on my nerves and got left on seen
Rockin' Amiri on my body, this shit kinda tight
Shit, I was tryna grab the Gucci, they ain't have my size

Mm-hmm, yeah okay, caught him by surprise
Shoot the wheels off this nigga whip, I'ma watch it glide
Do a hook shot on yo block, shit I feel like Clyde
If you niggas don't know, I'm talkin' bout Drexler

I got yo bitch in her drawls like we finna wrestle
Pushed up on the bad bitch, cause this bitch pressure
You ain't got no motherfuckin' money, I see why you stressin
Spent all yo money on that bop, should've stopped the flexin



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