[Intro]
If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
Then you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low
If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
Pump fakes poppin' got 'em hoppin' outta shoes and socks
[Verse 1]
None of you can understand exactly what I've been through
Working everyday, I'm on my grind and will continue
Better call for backup when I'm ballin' need a triple team
Mayday! Mayday! They getting smoked, ain't talking nicotine
Got ya ankles breakdancing on the floor, they pop-and-lock
Butcher with the ball, don't make me put you up on that chopping block
Think you got the ups to jump with me? Go ahead and roll the dice
Don't you see all thеm flashing lights? You about to get posterized
From coast to coast I'm thе most ferocious, so close ya eyes
Up close and personal, this distance isn't socialized
Defense is immobilized, so I stop and laugh
I'm a monster on the court, it's like they saw me in a hockey mask
Gimme the rock and you ain't getting it back in forty years
I'm a ball hog, you can call me Porky Pierce
Slam Dunks from half court, I know you hate me now
You Tweety Birds cursing from the bench, call that a flagrant fowl
Blaow! Now watch me drop it in the basket
"He's on fire!" Now I'm lit up like a matchstick
Pump fakes poppin' got 'em hoppin' out of shoes and socks
Now I'm wide open like an unprotected Google Doc
If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
Then you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low
If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
Pump fakes poppin' got 'em hoppin' outta shoes and socks
[Verse 1]
None of you can understand exactly what I've been through
Working everyday, I'm on my grind and will continue
Better call for backup when I'm ballin' need a triple team
Mayday! Mayday! They getting smoked, ain't talking nicotine
Got ya ankles breakdancing on the floor, they pop-and-lock
Butcher with the ball, don't make me put you up on that chopping block
Think you got the ups to jump with me? Go ahead and roll the dice
Don't you see all thеm flashing lights? You about to get posterized
From coast to coast I'm thе most ferocious, so close ya eyes
Up close and personal, this distance isn't socialized
Defense is immobilized, so I stop and laugh
I'm a monster on the court, it's like they saw me in a hockey mask
Gimme the rock and you ain't getting it back in forty years
I'm a ball hog, you can call me Porky Pierce
Slam Dunks from half court, I know you hate me now
You Tweety Birds cursing from the bench, call that a flagrant fowl
Blaow! Now watch me drop it in the basket
"He's on fire!" Now I'm lit up like a matchstick
Pump fakes poppin' got 'em hoppin' out of shoes and socks
Now I'm wide open like an unprotected Google Doc
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