Shot Clock Cheese

Lyrics

[Intro] ShittyBoyz in this bitch man You know TrDee the realest They can't fuck with me, never can, never will (OverDog) ShittyBoyz shit, man Phew [Chorus] To tell the truth, I'm really smoother than Chris Turn on that TrDee, I bet they be like, "Who is this?" (Who is this?) All this ice on me, who cooler than this? (Ice, ice) I pass bro the ball, but he ain't give me my assist (Damn) You don't get it, I'm talkin' to a brick wall Lil' nigga ballin', used to wanna be like Chris Paul Don't call me, if I text you, I get pissed off Takin' off, but I don't think they ready for the lift off [Verse] I bet I come out if they throw mе in the Hunger Games All I got is hundrеds on me, I ain't got no fuckin' change Why you talkin' 'bout the struggle like you know the pain? Bro buffed up, still shootin', look like Desmond Bane I asked him what he tryna do, he told me catch a stain First watch I'm comin' bustdown, I don't want it plain I got bucks, bro, you know my favorite player Dame Used to this shit, I'm straight facin' when I win the game Boy, I been had it, you a Christmas noob Bad bitch just like Ice Spice, damn, she in her mood Do you know who you talkin' to? Search me on the 'Tube Yappin', always talkin' like you him but you are not that dude Don't even turn me up, I'm just like Mamba when I'm activated Always high and fly like I'm just really out here levitatin' Lookin' for a handout, where the fuck you get your education? Nigga tried to cross me so I come in 'cause of hesitation I feel like Raven, I can see the future too Boy, you broke as fuck out here, don't tell me it ain't shit to do I can front you what you need, just hope that you ain't rollin' poo I'ma pop him like a Baja Blast, I'm totin' Mountain Dew Chopper loud just like a buzzer beater, this that shot clock cheese And it's lookin' like big mama 'cause she got some double Ds I'ma always stand on business, I ain't never coppin' pleas I might pull up with the buffies and my bitch got double Cs I might stumble, I might trip but I ain't never fallin' off All these racks all in my pocket, they be stuffed just like a bra Playin' all them games with us, we gon' kidnap him like it's Saw She know that I got the juice, she tryna slurp me like a straw Shit, I feel like Mr. Krabs, you can't get the recipe I can't lie, unless we hoopin', ain't no point in checkin' me I be only out with niggas I know that's gon' step for me Ran her shit up for a minute, man, shoutout to Stephanie [Chorus] To tell the truth, I'm really smoother than Chris Turn on that TrDee, I bet they be like, "Who is this?" (Who is this?) All this ice on me, who cooler than this? (Ice, ice) I pass bro the ball, but he ain't give me my assist (Damn) You don't get it, I'm talkin' to a brick wall Lil' nigga ballin', used to want to be like Chris Paul Don't call me, if I text you, I get pissed off Takin' off, but I don't think they ready for the lift off