[Intro]
Welcome to The ESPYs
Leggo
[Verse 1]
A millionaire, I'm a Young Money millionaire
Tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair
And I'm over New Orleans, like an Angel, Reese
And the pencil it leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind
God is good, Damar Hamlin doin' fine
And the seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar
And the almighty power of that ch-cha-cha-cha-chopper
Sister, brother, son, daughter, father; y'all can call me poppa
But my Uncle Prime got me out there way in Colorado
Tell 'em, "Ha-ha-ha-ha
They can't catch him, they can't stop us"
I go by them goon rules: if you can't beat 'em, then you pop 'em
Can't man 'em, then you mop 'em
Can't stand 'em, then you drop 'em
You pop 'em 'cause we pop 'em like we coachin' Wembanyama
Stop, I'm playin'
[Chorus]
I tried to tell 'em, I'm ill
[Verse 2]
A million here, a million there
Sicilian uh with long hair, with uh in her derrière
Like workin' the thinnest air
I open the Lamborghini, hopin' the Packers see me
Like, "Look at that Packer Weezy!"
He's a beast, a dog, you know that I'm a problem
Okay, you're a goon, but what's a goon to a goblin?
Nothin', nothin', you ain't scarin' nothin'
I want my NIL so I'm goin' back to college
Tattoos on my face, you can call me Dennis Rodman
Hahahaha
[Outro]
Thank You
Welcome to the 2023 ESPYS
Thank you for your time, I appreciate you
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