NBA TV ft. Fredo Algebra Lyrics

This shit slap put Globey on the laptop

The one seater it get lonely in the matchbox

It ain't real if your Stoney is from HatStop

Try and tell me different what you smoking on a crack rock

SM Mega Mall Boyz

Stay ahead of y'all toys

Said they never fall

Swing on them like tetherball

Boris Gang

Hoes on the two balls like Hornets games

For the fame matte make them say it like Tory Lanez

The world on my back gave me shoulder pains

The storyboard is golden from the molten flame

I'm ready for it

Indigenous from the igneous to metamorphic

Ride around blind like headless horseman

A man of many hats once I step in storage

Face facts I'm a need my plate back like Stegosaurus

Rocking your arena

You see me from the crowd and then I spot you like cheetah

I'm speaking through the sound your homeboys blocking the vagina

And now I'm dragging balls like I'm Broly or Vegetta

I'm super saying sorry but you prolly are a cheater

I gotta icebox where my heart use to be but it's prolly just a Freiza

Spy Music y'all gon eavesdrop

I got NBA TV at home

Dubs playing in Japan so you know I got it on

You say you got that drip but you never have it on

This that Mega Mall we gonna show you how to ball

I got NBA TV at home

You about that jazz like you Stockton and Malone

Nothing but the rare shit you know we got it on

It's the Mega Mall and we taking over all of this shit man

This a good novel that you can't put down

We off the richter 9.6 they shook now

You scared of heights close your eyes then

Don't look down

But I'm shoot a lot shots D Book style

Sun burst on the jersey

I wake with the sun that's dumb early

Meet me at the drop half past thirteen

That's 1:30

Yessirski I'm on that military time

Bring the flame with incendiary rhymes

Down five and I'm running outta time

I'm throwing up a prayer Hail Mary

I will air it through the sky

They bet big us on to fail but I'd never take a dive

For money in a briefcase millions on my mind

This classified

Hit me when your superiors arrive

Words can't describe the vibe they need to experience it live

All black coupes but interior is slime

Your whack crew is just inferior to mine

Ain't no hitter in ya syndicate more nefarious than I

The D O J is pissed can't pin the lyrics to the crime

Your co-conspirators they be quick to drop a dime

Cause they know it's Spy Music and the winning streaks divine

I got NBA TV at home

Dubs playing in Japan so you know I got it on

You say you got that drip but you never have it on

This that Mega Mall we gonna show you how to ball

I got NBA TV at home

You about that jazz like you Stockton and Malone

Nothing but the rare shit you know we got it on

It's the Mega Mall and we taking over all of this shit man