Za Morant

Brrt

Yeah, you know what the fuck going on

Yeah

Bitch, I ball like Ja Morant, but I can't sport the number 12

Clutch as hell, you can't count us out if the score close

High as hell, I need a parachute, but this ain't Warzone

Why he tryna flee on feet? This Glocky got a sport mode (You're not making this easy, Kyle)

Don't let him catch you in the D, my hitter pescatarian

Why he acting big and bad, but always be on extra scary shit?

Shit, if the money dirty, take the check and bury it

(SBDSM, you think you fucking with us, you drunk as hell)

Bitch, I ball like Ja Morant, but I can't sport the number 12

Clutch as hell, you can't count us out if the score close

High as hell, I need a parachute, but this ain't Warzone

Why he tryna flee on feet? This Glocky got a sport mode

I just know the case beat, I might walk in court blowed

Clothes used to say, south, now the ice on North Pole

I ain't fuckin' with you, I was bored, ho

Think he fuckin' with me, he a dork though

(Yeah)

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I done built this shit from nothing like it's Minecraft

Red bottoms on, I'm lava stepping like a mineshaft

So many backstabbers, I might play the riot shield

Two-tone AP, when it hit the light, you think the diamonds teal

Why you drinking Taylor Port? (Why?) You a major dork

Tryna keep up with the gang like eating steak with paper forks (you can't)

Said he on my head? Shit, I'm real concerned

Pop out, drop his ass and grab the tag, shit, that's a kill confirmed

Hit him where it hurt, we aiming for his jugular

Acting like you serving bricks, your pockets, they on customer

Everything I'm seeing fake, I ain't wearin' an Oculus

All the fiends up on the block, it look like an apocalypse

Brodie throwing gang signs, you'd think he know some ninjutsu

Humane Society, the kitchen got like six Shih Tzus

Knocked the wheels up off his Bugatti, now it's a Ducati

Why you always dick suckin' the gang? You need a new hobby

ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia