[Verse 1]

I pull up real fast, pull up real quick

You in gear four, I'm in gear six

I can't move slow, I'm not average

And I keep that nine on me, Rondo, Mavericks

Homie what's happenin

We can get it crackin

Attackin him left and right

While I'm taggin with left and rights

Am I right?

I keep this chain on my neck, man that's civil rights

When I write, I bring the pain with my lyrics, are y'all alright?

Man alright

I can't stop it

Keep that cannon on me like a rocket

I tell ya cannon to rock it

Power, Otto no rocket

Nick, no cannon Mariah so stop it

Dashing through money, stopless

Massin through NASA watch this

Hit you with a capital clip, what's in your wallet?

You giving up, you practicing lent? What's in yo pockets

I keep you boxed in with the flow, I'm like Hopkins

I'm timeless, like diamonds

And money, in Thailand

Shhh, whisper

Boy I ball hard like Fisher

The Clippers

The Wizards

The Sixers

Man shh, just listen

You can't ball hard like the Pistons

Nowitzki, no Jordan or Pippen

No pun intended

My attentions for the intended

Just to show that I'm winning

So pay attention

Cause the ending

Might pop like quizzes

Man you looking stupid you get left like Jennings

Let's get it

That might be too much

And I'm too clutch

Like Harden or T-Mac

On Houston

No boosting

Cause it's proven

That if you go hard in the paint

Dwight in the paint and you might stop losing

That's really how my life goes

I set goals and get buckets

Then I drive to the goal, to the hole

And one, one shot is all you get

So I gotta ball out, I can't stop, I can't quit

Now, are you hearing what I'm saying

Or do I need to turn up like a Super Saiyan

I'm sayin

Damn, you playin

I'm not tho

Comin at your head with the little red dot tho

Do you feel me or not bro

Nah, no not really

I do it for my dogs like Mike Vick, I'm so silly

I do it for my dogs like Rick Ross and Meek Milly

I do it for my dogs, all of y'all so grind with me

But I'm on this cheese chase

Like a Philly cheese steak

Or cheese cake

Man I'm so random, for Pete's sake

I do it for Pete's sake

Who the hell is Pete doe

Run up in your spot on a Friday, Deebo

Man this shit is easy like a layup, free throw

Can't wait to get this bread, for free doe

And layup, with a little bad chick

She so far from average

She think she from Dallas

Damn I hate the Mavericks

And I love them questions but man I hate the practice

Why you hate the practice, did A.I. go to practice?

I know I'm not AI but hell man let me practice

That means skipping practice

On the regular, I'm Childish, Gambino

Boy I jack pockets like the casino

I'm a cash out like jackpot the casino

I'm a spaz out like Marlin on Finding Nemo

And when I mash out I can't come back, Sub Zero

The end

I lied

Man I just can't stop now

Copped the five-o so I can dip up on the cops now

Bought the five-o so I could slip when I hear them cops sounds

Got the new whip so when it's real, I'm a let the freaking top down

Man I hate five-o bro

Got that five-o doe

I'm wagon from station to station, no Volvo

My ride so pimp I exhibit in car shows

I pimp my ride, no Xzibit, no car shows

Damn

[Outro]

Yeah that's about it

That's pretty much a rap

Quick little freestyle

Hope you guys enjoyed it

Get at me

My boy D on the beat

Yupp!