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[Intro: Calm]
Calm
Put your hands to the sky now now yeah
Victor Charlie Delta Boy
[Hook: Calm]
Balling out of control like I lost my dribble fumble, fumble
Sack a motherfucker like Jay Cutler, got em butt hurt
Yeah
And we balling like its Sunday
Underlings be asking how about me too?
Maybe someday
Balling out of control b-b-balling out of control
Balling out of control B-b-balling out control man
Up here act like we don’t give a damn
MVP tell ‘em rip up the game plan
[Verse 1: Calm]
Ballin on a thousand boy
Tell Em boy
We barely there
Moving towards the paydirt enemies watching my derrière
French shit sipping on that Perrier
Treat every game like the preseason boy, we barely care
Yeah
Cheerleaders, cheerleaders
Love my swag
Officially official got my jersey and a badge
So official that officials scared to even stop the match
When we killing em, tell the coach we got it in the baaaag
On point
Flexing when I’m in the endzone
Hair flapping like my head up and out the window
That’s the speed we at
Check
What we at man
What’s the record at? Huh?
Bet we pass that
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Huddle up, they saying turn on your swag
Possession of the ball got the defense lookin sad
Killing them on the ground and overhead with the pass
Touchdown! Wait again? Hell yeah no flags boy!
Excessive celebration is so necessary
Ape shit
Got my haters standing waiting and they looking real impatient
Yeah
Your whole crew look like a wreck bitch
Borat with my trophies saying you will never get this!
Your fame was a mistake, a mistake that I corrected
The torch is mine I guarantee that you won’t get it next bitch
They saying Momma there goes that man
Unpredictable abandon your game plan, damn
[Hook]
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