Hall of Fame

Hey

Yeah

Yeah

Hey

Yo this some shit you gotta have on the Madden soundtrack for real though

Yo

Cause I run it like hotel hallways

All day, I just save money like Allstate

And you falling through, but it’s all great

I’m getting diamonds, and I run it like a ball game

Too bright, but it’s all shade

Big picture, but she really got a small frame

I just leave the tree like fall came

It’s all the same, I’mma die in the Hall of Fame

You get struck out, bitch I don’t give a fuck now

And your whip like my wrist, bitch bust down

Niki Lauda, always in a rush now

Coming in clutch, I been working since the sun down

Touchdown, that’s 6 on the board

Young Logic, I put 6 on the board

Sipping Gretzky, I flip sticks when I’m board

Pick 6, can’t afford to keep this on the court

Got 4, got 5, wait I mean 6

YV on the way, it needs a remix

Everything I ever drop, it needs a thesis

Genius, Jesus, and crossed it be this

I’m chilling with Beezus

We gotta release this

Looking like Stephon Diggs to reach this

Y’all hold money to your ear like phones

Contract maxed, now I’m feeling like Mahomes

Cause I run it like hotel hallways

All day, I just save money like Allstate

And you falling through, but it’s all great

I’m getting diamonds, and I run it like a ball game

Too bright, but it’s all shade

Big picture, but she really got a small frame

I just leave the tree like fall came

It’s all the same, I’mma die in the Hall of Fame

Brand new FILA’s, man the girl’s gonna feel us

She be laughing at my kicks, till I take off her Adidas

And I swear she wanna meet us

We the Hall of Fame team

Man I got like eight rings

Y’all keep doing same things

Beezus just touched down in Greece

John Travolta with the moves, sliding like it’s Grease