NBA

[Intro]

Rok on the track, yeah

Oh yeah, let's go, Kay9ine

Yes, Sxpply

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

I can ball like NBA, but I don't fuck with NBA

I can stick slimeballs on you, and I ain't puttin' fire on your waist

I pay a ten just for a hit, extra just for your face

I pray to God after I did it, yeah, it was a closed case

Yeah, and I'm flossin' on a bitch, I drive a Range in the rain

I put a good one on the dick, yeah, she gon' fuck on my name

No, I don't care 'bout buildin' some' up, I'm endurin' the pain

Tryna stay sane, playin' with Lil Gotit and I go insane, yeah

[Verse 1: PG Glocc]

Ridin' round with two Glocks, Maybach got no top

Crack rocks in my Gucci socks, runnin' money up on the opp

Came a long way, I'm on my way

Couple thousand for these Cartier, these fake love in my face

F&N for a fuck nigga, get the fuck niggas out the way

Pretty bitches at the penthouse gon' fuck whoever I say

Still ain't been sleepin', been days

Thick lil' foreign bitch look Asian

Kick, Liu Kang, bitch, she basic

Got the bitch comin' back like Js

Never play Madden but I got plays

Work your bitch like she my slave

Adderall hit y'all like the bass

Lost my brother, tatted my face

Came from the bottom, somethin' like Ace

Standin' on couches, only pour Ace

Screamin', "Fuck the crackers," took 'em on a chase

They can't stop up, we the wave, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

I can ball like NBA but I don't fuck with NBA

I can stick slimeballs on you, and I ain't puttin' fire on your waist

I pay a ten just for a hit, extra just for your face

I pray to God after I did it, yeah, it was a closed case

Yeah, and I'm flossin' on a bitch, I drive a Range in the rain

I put a good one on the dick, yeah, she gon' fuck on my name

No, I don't care 'bout buildin' some' up, I'm endurin' the pain

Tryna stay sane, playin' with Lil Gotit and I go insane, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]

I go insane with ya main bitch

I go insane with a flooded wrist

Go insane with the drippin'

I ain't die young like Roddy Ricch

I drink Hennessy all day long, I still get profit

I'm in trap like all day long, ain't no denyin' me

I whip that white like Santana

I give these lil' bitty hoes some manners, heh

I give these hoes some leeway, then they Instagram me

I don't even know why, I don't want yo wife, dawg

Calm down, please be quiet

I could've been fucked her jaw, nah, this money ain't lyin'

Nah, I won't tell you the truth, know Lil Keed be lyin'

I protect the truth, shit, even when I'm dyin'

I told my lil' girl, "Don't cry, shit, I get millions, tryna get the billions"

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

I can ball like NBA but I don't fuck with NBA

I can stick slimeballs on you, and I ain't puttin' fire on your waist

I pay a ten just for a hit, extra just for your face

I pray to God after I did it, yeah, it was a closed case

Yeah, and I'm flossin' on a bitch, I drive a Range in the rain

I put a good one on the dick, yeah, she gon' fuck on my name

No, I don't care 'bout buildin' some' up, I'm endurin' the pain

Tryna stay sane, playin' with Lil Gotit and I go insane, yeah