Numbers on the Boards Pusha T

[Intro]
(Yeah)
How you feelin'? (Fine)
You feel alright?

[Verse 1]
I'm so bossy, bitch, get off me (Yeah)
It's a different jingle when you hear these car keys (Y'all feel like danc—)
Your SL's missin' an S, nigga (Y'all feel like danc—)
Your plane's missin' a chef
The common theme, see, they both got wings
If you fly, do it to death
It's only one God, and it's only one crown
So it's only one king that can stand on this mound (Yeah)
King Push, kingpin, overlord
Coast Guard come, a hundred goin' overboard (Yeah)
I got money with the best of 'em
Go blow-for-blow with any Mexican
Don't let your side bitches settle in
Might have to headbutt your Evelyn
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword
Whether rappin' or I'm rappin' to a whore
Might reach back and relapse to wrappin' up this raw (Y'all feel like danc—)
Givenchy fittin' like it's gym clothes
We really gym stars, I'm like D. Rose
No D-League, I'm like this close
'88 Jordan, leapin' from the free-throw (Yeah)