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I like Shaquille in the paint

I'm like Curry with the range

I go Kareem on these hooks man

Like King James through the lane

You better stay out of my way

Game time switching gears on 'em

Promise I came here to play

I gotta rock it like Harden either way I'm letting it spray

You see that I'm back on my bullshit

MJ fade away on 'em

Never be trippin' like Pippen you won't catch me sitting I'm winning the game for 'em

Listen here I got something to say

You think it's funny they counting me out

I do not do this shit here for the clout

They say I got sold like I come from the south

This shit is getting ridiculous

Being like the Demarcus Cousin with the attitude

Draymond with the mouth

Cause keepin' it real cause your old is mad at you

They say that's better dude

I say let's weed after week keep it casual

I got no time for the half of you

Matter of fact go what you gotta do just to keep it a stack with you

They try to build me up just to turn around and tell me go dumb and down

They must've bound their head and forgot I'm around blessing your ears with another sound

They never got answers, they give me the runaround

I be like Ray-Ray get right through them screens

Step a step on 'em I'm hitting the three

They celebrate with my team represent me, listen

Let's keep it going like it's O.T

Don't tell me you can beat me, gotta show me

Gotta hard like Kobe

You ain't gotta know me to see that I'm a killer like Reggie Miller

I hit the Larry on all of these birds

They say the flow is absurd

At this point I make it look easy like ...

Hoopin' alleges is unmatched

Points on the board like a thumbtack

Like a slow cat, I get dumb scratch

I'm hard to handle like a tough pass

I don't do fly but complaining

Came from the ground where the Rock made a statement

Ain't for the banks but no Carlton

I'm more like Will 'cause I ball in the hills of a placement

See me a girl with a facelift

Courtside on a regular basis

D-Book 'cause I ball in the desert

Know my game met you at my location

Hot shit, this toucha gramma

How I let her hammer then I'm off to the payment

On the block and I'm taking shots

I pause later like I'm caught in the Matrix

Yeah, I'm Shaq with it, but number 32

I be breaking glass but I left a penny for a million dollars and a better view

Selling hella jerseys I mean every screw

And I'm flashy with it, skip to my loot

I'm JR Smith and my AR spit

And they here I click as we making moves

Blaze a few with my shirt on

Lamborghini, I skirt off

Last dance make it to the room, it's a girl in there with her skirt off

Flu game, how the dude came, get hella cheese and I serve ya

Usher Raymond, I'll burn y'all

Chris Sanders, in birdcall

Yeah, I think that I need me a shoe 'cause the game is implacable

Getting the way and that's gon' be the death for you

Rip you apart till there ain't nothing left of you

Winning and chip is the only thing left to do

Something like wrestle the coach and the player

You know one touch so I'm dunking with muscle

The captain, the baller, the star and the anchor