[Intro]
You're going to love this, trust me. What you're seeing now is my normal state
Lonzo Ball!
[Chorus]
Triple Bs, I'm the man
I'm leveled up, I'm super saiyan
You said I can't, but I can
Triple Bs got the plan
Triple Bs, I'm the man
I'm leveled up, I'm super saiyan
You said I can't, but I can
Triple Bs got the plan
I had to stunt on my haters
I had to show 'em who's boss
I had to flex on my haters
Diamonds, they drippin' in sauce
I had to stunt on my haters
I had to show 'em who's boss
I had to flex on my haters
Diamonds, they drippin' in sauce
[Verse 1]
Turn it up, you know who it is
She got a phone, tryin' to sneak a pic
I hit a three, but I won't hit a lick
I see it's getting lit, like I'm signed with Bic
Second pick, you ain't getting picked
We saw it coming, y'all just witnessed it
A+ with the penmanship
Big Bs, big businesses
Pop a cider just to take some sips
Full clips, got the scope and grips
Man throwing fits, grizzly hits
Call of Duty, cold with the sticks
See I took this in the kitchen
Girl just took it out the oven
Brodie fed it to the public
Taykey said they gon' love it
Allen put it all together
Mark convinced me that I'm better
D-Mo said that imma shine
My girl confirmed in any weather
My brother hit me on my cellular
Keep your pedal to the metal
Keep killing instrumentals
Murder beats, I got several
You're going to love this, trust me. What you're seeing now is my normal state
Lonzo Ball!
[Chorus]
Triple Bs, I'm the man
I'm leveled up, I'm super saiyan
You said I can't, but I can
Triple Bs got the plan
Triple Bs, I'm the man
I'm leveled up, I'm super saiyan
You said I can't, but I can
Triple Bs got the plan
I had to stunt on my haters
I had to show 'em who's boss
I had to flex on my haters
Diamonds, they drippin' in sauce
I had to stunt on my haters
I had to show 'em who's boss
I had to flex on my haters
Diamonds, they drippin' in sauce
[Verse 1]
Turn it up, you know who it is
She got a phone, tryin' to sneak a pic
I hit a three, but I won't hit a lick
I see it's getting lit, like I'm signed with Bic
Second pick, you ain't getting picked
We saw it coming, y'all just witnessed it
A+ with the penmanship
Big Bs, big businesses
Pop a cider just to take some sips
Full clips, got the scope and grips
Man throwing fits, grizzly hits
Call of Duty, cold with the sticks
See I took this in the kitchen
Girl just took it out the oven
Brodie fed it to the public
Taykey said they gon' love it
Allen put it all together
Mark convinced me that I'm better
D-Mo said that imma shine
My girl confirmed in any weather
My brother hit me on my cellular
Keep your pedal to the metal
Keep killing instrumentals
Murder beats, I got several
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