Antetokounmpo ft. NoCapDavis Lyrics

Okay, I walked out with a baddie, that shit's on some daily shit

Really saved myself, I used to fuck with a crazy bitch

Touchdown in Tampa, man, I'm really on my Brady shit

Draco, fully modded on it, it's a laser with a

Drum magazine that hold a buck Antetokounmpo

He got hella recoil, kick it back like Judo

I'll stick with the Buick, I don't fuck with the two-door

Always instigating like some gossip heard that you told him

Then he went on to the next and ran his mouth again

Sim-cards, used to rock that shit, but that was way back then

Tim Duncan, cause I got five rings, bitch, I like to win

When you go talking shit about me, tell 'em that I send the best

Regards, regardless of what they will say

I could care less, cause regardless, I'm winning anyway

I mean that in every way, any way possible

I see them getting in the way, but they ain't really obstacles

I'll jump over them like I'm doing the pole vault

People ain't gonna get the shit I get, I got a code lock

He say he on go, but his new label is the road stop

That's why I am independent, I'ma be my own boss

Okay, I walked out with a baddie, that shit's on some daily shit

Really saved myself, I used to fuck with a crazy bitch

Touchdown in Tampa, man, I'm really on my Brady shit

Draco, fully modded on it, it's a laser with a

Drum magazine that hold a buck Antetokounmpo

He got hella recoil, kick it back like Judo

I'll stick with the Buick, I don't fuck with the two-door

Always instigating like some gossip heard that you told him

Yeah, you snitch, I don't wanna fuck your bitch, but she keep asking me for the photo

Gun cost 4k, we'll pull up to your place and we might shoot you like a GoPro

I ain't really do sports in school, but it's all cool, cause I'm ballin' like the Pro Bowl

What you say is all cap, bitch, you can't rap all the songs that you make got no flow

Not lying, I don't fuck with no hoe, but she bouncing on my dick like a pogo

Why the fuck do you look like a hobo? Bitch you're lucky that your dad was a po-po

If he wasn't I would beat your ass solo, on the scene and I'm always rockin' polo

In the Fusion take off in the four-door, to be honest, you a big ass mofo

Wait, put your ass on skates, money's what I chase

We can not relate, you say she gon' lick your peter

But I ain't really need her, to be honest, you can keep her

Cause she's a fucking cheater, she's a fucking bottom feeder

Okay, I walked out with a baddie, that shit's on some daily shit

Really saved myself, I used to fuck with a crazy bitch

Touchdown in Tampa, man, I'm really on my Brady shit

Draco, fully modded on it, it's a laser with a

Drum magazine that hold a buck Antetokounmpo

He got hella recoil, kick it back like Judo

I'll stick with the Buick, I don't fuck with the two-door

Always instigating like some gossip heard that you told him

Countdown, five, four, three, two, one