Basketball Numbers

(Thank you Bizone, thank you Bizone)
(Luci, LuciG)

They gave him basketball numbers, he took a blind plea
I'm tryna get his lawyer for him, take care his daughter for him
Foreign whips from stolen cars, they was hot, they call the boss
Rollie watch, no Audemars, livin' like it's no tomorrow
Watched niggas die in daytime
Screenshot me on your FaceTime
I know you're clout chasing for real
Pulled up in a Demon, I might let Satan take the wheel
Hit a ho from Buffalo, I just might pay her bills
Get two choices where I'm from, that's either casket or jail
You get two choices where I'm from, you rat or go to your cell

Say he get excited when he see an envelope, he live through the mail
I know he probably sharpenin' his knife up right now
Wish we would've told Joe don't hit that lick, it was pointless
Even though I know gettin' money a must like an armpit
Don't know who the hell dropped Altoids at the bond
But I swear to God these niggas turnin' informants
Left wrist on froze, my right one on deep freezer
Try to say my dog's name in black and white, hold on, let me read it
Know it really hurt to see me ballin', them niggas want me dead
Yeah, they came through shootin', but they ain't hit nothin', grab the rebound
Peon-ass niggas, I don't even mention y'all
Fuck around, make me mad, I'ma come and finish y'all
Don't tell 'em 'fore it's hot, we was havin' intercourse
Fucked her, she ain't never hear me say a word again, sent the invoice
Let her ride, she was steerin', hittin' it from the back, all I was hearing
Can we do it on the floor? I don't want you to fuck up my covers, yeah
I know when I leave, you gon' fuck on my brother

They gave him basketball numbers, he took a blind plea
I'm tryna get his lawyer for him, take care his daughter for him
Foreign whips from stolen cars, they was hot, they call the boss
Rollie watch, no Audemars, livin' like it's no tomorrow
Watched niggas die in daytime
Got bros in jail, they screenshot me on the FaceTime
Can't lie, I'm missin' y'all for real
Pulled up in a Demon, I might let Satan take the wheel
Hit a ho from Buffalo, I just might pay her bills

I sip more lean than water
She in everything with Baby, I think she from New Orleans
I come from the slums, can't believe we made it
I'm countin' all blues, I think I'm Marvin Gaye
But I'm straight on love, I'm straight on us
Nigga, I'm straight on bad energy
I'm straight on drugs
I'm straight on guns and I'm straight on promethazine
Got fifty straps, but nan' of you niggas got a body
Postin' on the 'Gram, I ain't talkin' pants, these niggas out of pocket
I ain't laughin' with these niggas, yeah
I ain't collabin' with these niggas, yeah

I let my drip do that for me
What you mean? 'Cause I'm rockin' Off-White VLONE hoodie
Havin' to kill beats, I sit back, watch the song bleed
I ain't anybody, you can't be walkin' up on me
How I'm supposed to enjoy this wealth and not be missin' my homies?
Should've met you at the crossroads so you won't be lonely

They gave him basketball numbers, he took a blind plea
I'm tryna get his lawyer for him, take care his daughter for him
Foreign whips from stolen cars, they was hot, they call the boss
Rollie watch, no Audemars, livin' like it's no tomorrow
Watched niggas die in daytime
Screenshot me on your FaceTime
I know you're clout chasing for real
Pulled up in a Demon, I might let Satan take the wheel
Hit a ho from Buffalo, just might pay her bills