Slam Dunk Contestants

Lyrics

[Intro: TrDee] Y'all tripping, Rizzy, turn this shit up You ain't never had to— (Yeah, okay) Rizzy got the heat [Verse 1: TrDee] You ain't ever had to strap yo' nuts on If she don't text you back, she probably getting fucked on If you ever say, "It's up," you getting dunked on She a freaky girl, why the fuck you put the cuffs on? She gon' suck the dick before we fuck because it's mandatory Turn his block to Call Of Duty, camping in his territory You can't fuck with us, boy, you ain't even in our category Stop playing with the gang, bitch, real ShittyBoyz shit, come on [Verse 2: StanWill] Okay, life like a toilet, they be pissed 'cause that shit on me I bеat and picked his ass off, you can't pick on me Mike Amiri tripping, hе got way too many rips on me Used to brick a lot, now every shot I take a swish only It's a lot of double cups in here, my babies pouring potions up Lab pendants off the balaclavas, bitches know it's us How it's smoke with us? You can't afford the shit we rolling up You can't hit the bitches that I hit, boy, you ain't G.O.A.T. enough [Verse 3: BabyTron] S Mode in the McLaren, finna drift some' Brodie Deacon Jones for that sack, he gon blitz some' (Phew) I'ma need a four to take a nap, I'ma tryna sip some (Phew-phew) You can see the pole, that bitch attached, I'm tryna lift some' (Tryna lift some', phew) Take the mask off and walk 'em down bare face It's a dirty game, we ain't finna play the fair way Overnight shippies, jacks coming through the airway (Through the airway, brrt) Shit (Shit) [Verse 4: TrDee] Casamigo got her in the bed like Riley Reid (Damn) If balling was a crime then I would have my niggas free (My niggas) I ain't gotta check the s— yeah, bitch (Yeah, bitch) I ain't gotta check the score, I know we in the lead (I know we in) Can't nobody fuck with us, we like the damn Avengers (No cap) Had to tell her how to do it, baby a beginner (Okay) And she really cold as hell, she just like December (Damn) I wouldn't even try bro, that boy got him a temper [Verse 5: StanWill] Brodie run around with scripts, he don't know how to act, though Bitch face pretty, tryna fuck her from the back, though Dior on the pedal, tryna see how fast the 'Cat go Run it up, hit the set, blow it all and— (Phew) Blow it all and stack more Really hope that they don't think they shitting, bitch, we shat more New bitch got that Fiji, in the kitty doing backstrokes Stuck up than a bitch and got that shit, must be a asshole [Verse 6: BabyTron] Out of town, tour time in the Benz Sprinter (Skrrt) You better go and grab a helmet, I'm with head hitters Only kicked the cup on accident, bitch, I'm a red spiller (Phew) Shoutout to the Rex whipper, bitch, free unky Caught an opp and turned his whitey-tighties into green undies (Sheesh) This life shit up and down, you gon' need bungees (Damn) Starting to think I'm kinda slow, all I think's money Blue green and pink mo— [Outro] Rizzy got the heat Y'all tripping, Rizzy, turn this shit up