Barry Sanders

I don't gotta be here. Look

I need your admiration for infiniti

Not that this ain't lucrative, but I just need your energy

I got the passion to please, I will not gasp or fatigue

Anyway I'm ballin, gimme a Grammy or give me your beat

Standing OV, let these bitches follow me

And I just give them D, give them D like they is out the league

Hasheem Thabeet and various other peoples

The pressures of greatness always comes with critiquing

Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

MMG up, we up, y'all just relax

All my females show bust, Curtis Enis

Nittany lion, my Penn State it, niggas recite it

I'm Michael Jordan major, you niggas Harold Miner

Pussy be all on me, we too young for romancin'

My niggas never block, I think I'm Barry Sanders

Vic Page never made it, Len Bias never made it

See God gave us the talent, but the devil make us famous

My effort is contagious, so check this BOA shit

With this recording I'm as sick as Jordan before Game 6

Jazz talkin and I bet I pick and roll with your bitch

You got some paper for me? Hit me on the Hornacek

Walter Payton Mercedez. Sweetness in every ride

Hold on my pupils slowing, I don't got no lazy eye

? Pockets about as thick as strippers on poles

Zone blocking with these bitches, I'm just picking a hole

Pardon that jargon but since I'm balling they getting salty

They all catching feelings. I should Biletnikoff 'em

Them niggas talking. They like man he official

Man, you Olowokandi I'm just being specific

I'm just bein' prolific. Right now don't need no Mrs

I got a rack of Trojans, knowing my Lane Kiffin

I'm tryin' pimp em I'm trying to be that cool

All them bitches converse with me off that React juice

Now Jordan III my shoe. Double M G my crew

When you do it big as Manute you make it seem minute

Ricky more flight

Interscope feeling like Charlotte

When they traded Kobe you know?

Better let it go. Rozay finna re-up

He got himself a Kobe and they stuck with Vlade Divac

And we dont lada de da I'm convertin' the people

Shout old bitches go Hail Mary when I throw that D-Route

Haha. Now keep out. Me and my whole team out

And I'm as high as Deion. Feet is headed to the house