20 Point Lead
Bitch I ain't no rookie
Took a lead, the score separate
My team up by like 20,we score plenty
This the NBA
Get foul, we get even
Give me reason
Bitch I couldn't wait
My team we up we up
Team we up
Takeover my body
Takeover that mother fucking game
I takeover over lobby
They cant takeover my reign
Takeover my body
Takeover that mother fucking game
My team we up we up
Team we up
Like Gilbert arenas we bringing them gats in arenas
You cats cant defeat us
Got them on they toes like they ballerina
We closing the 4th making sure they wont beat us
You can not join us and we cant team up
Hit the assist, yea the vision superb
If you make me blackout nigga,
I'm on the verge
And you ain't about action and they ain't about they verb
Bet I spas out
Already hurt one
Against them get vicious
They flopping faketishes
Did the math and cash out
Two bitches they Bridget's
They play with my Richard
I'm dunking like bridges
I'm making them tap out
Try me I'm gripping
See no competition
This winning tradition
Ain't no need to dash out
Peep the statics
We silence the critics
No trade no addition
Bitch I ain't no rookie
Took a lead, the score separate
My team up by like twenty we score plenty
This the NBA
Get foul, we get even
Give me reason
Bitch I couldn't wait
My team we up we up
Team we up
Takeover my body
Takeover that mother fucking game
I takeover over lobby
They cant takeover my reign
Takeover my body
Takeover that mother fucking game
My team we up we up
Team we up
Took a lead, the score separate
My team up by like 20,we score plenty
This the NBA
Get foul, we get even
Give me reason
Bitch I couldn't wait
My team we up we up
Team we up
Takeover my body
Takeover that mother fucking game
I takeover over lobby
They cant takeover my reign
Takeover my body
Takeover that mother fucking game
My team we up we up
Team we up
Like Gilbert arenas we bringing them gats in arenas
You cats cant defeat us
Got them on they toes like they ballerina
We closing the 4th making sure they wont beat us
You can not join us and we cant team up
Hit the assist, yea the vision superb
If you make me blackout nigga,
I'm on the verge
And you ain't about action and they ain't about they verb
Bet I spas out
Already hurt one
Against them get vicious
They flopping faketishes
Did the math and cash out
Two bitches they Bridget's
They play with my Richard
I'm dunking like bridges
I'm making them tap out
Try me I'm gripping
See no competition
This winning tradition
Ain't no need to dash out
Peep the statics
We silence the critics
No trade no addition
Bitch I ain't no rookie
Took a lead, the score separate
My team up by like twenty we score plenty
This the NBA
Get foul, we get even
Give me reason
Bitch I couldn't wait
My team we up we up
Team we up
Takeover my body
Takeover that mother fucking game
I takeover over lobby
They cant takeover my reign
Takeover my body
Takeover that mother fucking game
My team we up we up
Team we up
Credits
Writer(s): Argenis Ortega
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