(intro:) fresh, ball hard, smart like its sportscenter you see it fresh and gucci, up, cash up
(verse 1:) ball paper you would think I was a draft pick, zone 6 brick boy me score a hundred, call dick my cause gucci a diaper dandy, DT player I bought a aston, zone bricks go up through the attic, if you smoke crack then your an addict, addicted to kush and bad bitches, dem big rims is the way im livin', I whole mill and I spent it on a crib, Im in the passin kids hundred dollar bills, kentez you better these pussy niggas what it is, before i cash show these niggas what it is,(cash)
(chorus:) i ball hard i start so call sportscenter i was averagin' 80 an hour winter, wilt yall danglin' crystal, benchwarmer sit out 'til next nigga,(repeat)
(verse 2:)
magic monday 20 grand monday, same thing next call that shit a replay, 72' caprice is a slam dunk, mossberg off call that shit a double boom, ak-47 a nigga 360, airmax cost me 150, tall money yao ming tall nowitzki, wilt cham. bitch of the century, 23 davins sitin on a bentley, if you like it then dont ride wit me, sportscenter bitch made of the century, came to the wit a chain worth a milli, it to the paint jump gucci shoot a 3,(I will) waitin on gucci you be for a week, take it to the paint gucci gucci shoot a 3,(swishy) Im so out my left wrist on freeze,
(chorus:x2)
I know yall think that Im rappin', Im vacuum and saran wrappin', 36 Oz and the inner a baggy, 54 Oz thats a and a halfy, so money put my stacks in a baggy, so ... that i never busted a baggy, 08' bently money than nowitzki, kimba mitumba or winfrey, like machine I keep that coke, so powder I can make a snowman, like a vendin i keep that coke, so much I can make a snowman,(oh man)
(outtro:)
its gucci mane la flare wilt chamberlain shit, sportscenter, you tuned in man na-mean, fuck the T.V man watch the street man, glenwood day Ima murder him, edgewood day Ima murder him, east atlanta day Ima murder him, swat day Ima murder him, na-mean, its gucci mane big boy flexin so icy entertainment, we bangin like that chain swangin' like that we rockin like that cut off stockin like that we poppin like that, bags of money na-mean never 100's na-mean, big boy shit bet a million na-mean, you smoke it i dont want it na-mean dollar purp i smoke it na-mean, gone a $100,000 rings...