Patrick Ewing

Lyrics

[Intro: FBG Cash] Hahaha (Rrr) Ayy, GoDumb, I'm finna dunk on these niggas, man (Swish, swish) I feel like, "Fuck it, man" (Clout Boyz) "I'm in the game, get me up off the bench then" (Hehe, Levi, you crazy) [Chorus: FBG Cash] I'm goin' hard from the start to the finish, the beginnin' I'm a legend, all I ever knew was winnin' Lot of niggas play the game, they don't do it like I do it I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing I be scorin' on my mans, got him mad 'cause he can't He could move to the stands or get slammed in the paint A lot of niggas play the game, they don't it like I do it I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing [Verse 1: FBG Cash] First quarter, ball up, and the crowd got me crunk Throw the ball, alley-oop, 'cause bitch, I'm goin' for the dunk Give the ball up, we steal it back, they give it back to me I want a fastbreak, but I got all these niggas hackin' me No question I'm the man when I'm playin' in the middle Post up a dumb fuck and then I slam on the center Dunkin' out the gym, hangin' on the rim 'cause I'm arrogant Coaches tellin' me to calm down, but I ain't hearin' it I growl 'cause I'm wild, you will never know what's next with me Flagrant with the foul, so the ref might throw a tech at me Captain of the squad, when I ball, I be goin' nuts Disrespect my guards, swear to God, boy, it's goin' up [Chorus: FBG Cash & FBG Young] I'm goin' hard from the start to the finish, the beginnin' I'm a legend, all I ever knew was winnin' Lot of niggas play the game, they don't do it like I do it I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing I be scorin' on my mans, got him mad 'cause he can't He could move to the stands or get slammed in the paint (Uh-huh) A lot of niggas play the game, they don't it like I do it (Let's get it, bitch, it's YoungGoDumb) I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing [Verse 2: FBG Young] Woke up in the hall of fame, I been ballin' like a athlete Marathon runnin' through them thangs like a track meet Flyer than a pilot, but the boy still pack heat I'm boss, you employee, get laid off with that thirty Money vision, money see, got a sack like [?] High off a key, quarter key, I put 'em on display (Whip, whip) Rob who? I got more shots than the NBA (Glah) Stay up in the stands or get fanned when that semi spray (Dummy) Shout out to my gang, damn, look what I invented (G-A-N-G) But shout out 2 and 3, that's brodie and they was with me (Dutchie, Duck) Why these niggas hatin' if he really what they envy? (Huh) I'm like Mike with a assist from Scottie Pippen, let's get it [Chorus: FBG Cash] I'm goin' hard from the start to the finish, the beginnin' I'm a legend, all I ever knew was winnin' Lot of niggas play the game, they don't do it like I do it I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing I be scorin' on my mans, got him mad 'cause he can't He could move to the stands or get slammed in the paint A lot of niggas play the game, they don't it like I do it I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing [Outro: FBG Cash] Let's get it (Levi, you crazy)