Pick & Roll

Yeah

Hunh

HaHa

#1 Offense

R.M.G

Yeah

Malikai

This the pick and roll

You know how it go (goooo)

20 for a verse

35 for a show

This the pick and roll

You know how it go

I just came for a bag

Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)

Call the plug and I told em

I need me a zip of that

Said its only for 200

I told em to bring it back

Now my nigga bout to run it

And go with no strings attached

20 bricks on the counter

That's wrapped in the freezer bag

If Malakai got the pic

You know ray stay on a roll

Don't be tripping behind no broad

If she go she gone go

Ain't flipping out over spilled milk

We like the pros

Man I'm good over there

They let me in after close

Once I got you on my hip

That like a dagger to the throat

I was born one of wun

They say he something like the goat

Bahhhh bahhh bah bahhhh

When I walk up in the door

I be turning heads

Making the drawls hit the floor

In the kitchen boy I'm whippin

I told ya I dice it up

Man, I swear she out her mind

Then this hoe done sliced me up

Been fuckin on her for a while

We done went a couple rounds

Said I'm bout to call the feds

I done found a couple pounds

Had to leave that Hoe alone

She was fuckin wit my mental

She said I see your car at home

Well bitch I'm in a rental

I been duckin on yo ass

Nigga in and outta state

Told Malikai it's time to eat

I asked the nigga where the plate

Freaky z on the court

Cuz I'm always getting cookies

I be balling everyday

Waiting for nigga to book me