Letras
(Huh)
Like I never lost or something (Fuck Nigga)
Shit
Walk in and stack by the morning like this shit wasn't the longest summer (Uh-Yeah)
H-Hold on (Oh Yeah)
Thinking bout balling forever hope God let me ball for something (Woah)
Cause I told my pops go ahead and bet on me this really or nothing
What you thinking bout it (Bout it)
Bout huh
This shit for all or for nothing (Hey Hey)
She only care bout the closet (Hey Hey)
Bout the check bout the ice all the budget (What)
She want me cop the swag that's imported (Hey Hey)
Told that girl if she want it I love it (Yeah)
Out the house out the crowd I'll be jumping (Yeah)
Cop a Jag cause my cousin would want it (Oh Yeah)
Cop a Jag like my cousin would want it
Niggas paid they hate it for sure (Hrruh)
Ain't no lay we dunking the ball (Hey Hey)
Voting day cause I'm with the pole (Oh Yeah)
Eyes so high I look down Mr.popo
What you know bout that dirt you came out with the loot
17 did more school then my mom went to school
I'm a hog with the ball give a fuck if it's you (Fuck)
I been all of my life plotting to ball (Ball)
I treat the street like Le Mans (Blehh)
Hope I make it to the morning (Fuck Nigga)
I treat the street like Le Mans (Race)
Hope I make it to morning (Fuck Nigga)
And I might post up like Lebron (Hrruh)
Hope I make it to the morning (Hrruh)
Hope I make it to the morning (Hrruh)
Hope I make it to the moon
To the moon I don't know (To the moon)
Probably more something like planets cause I never settle (Oh)
I thrashed the town when she told me forget her (Haah)
I don't even like to party I been out forever (Oh)
She think I love it I told my mom never (Haah)
It's nothing bout the money it's how imma spend it (Oh)
I hate the check but I like checking the checking (Haah)
Tallying up all the zeros chasing extra credit (Oh)
(Huh)
Like I never lost or something (Fuck Nigga Zoe never)