Sport Lyrics

Aye two plus two that equals four

I'm riding around and I put it in sport

They say I am broke but the same people poor

I'm making it rain you can tell by the score

Count up the racks, count up the stacks

I have been down but fuck I am back

I got the map, where are you at?

Give me a beat, I'm gon spit on the track

I got the money and then come the woman

My lyrics cut deep you can feel the incision

Stop playing dumb and just make a decision

And don't bring up the past bitch stop reminiscing

Or you gon regret

I'll dip so fast you'll think I'm a jet

zoom, zoom, zoom come the checks

And they keep on coming, so don't say I'm broke when your checks arent nothing

Damn, I need to calm down

They all go crazy when I come around

They know I am hard they can tell by the sound

Fucking a bitch she can feel when I pound

I feel so high like I'm in the clouds

My ancestors yeah they gon be proud

Your money soft, like less than a ounce

My money heavy it's weighing me down

My flow you can't match

I ain't the fastest but I can assure that I skirt like a scat

Pack fucking his bitch in the back

I know he mad but he know I'm his dad-dy

Fuck then I leave

I pop a pill now I feel like a leaf

I be so high like a bird in a tree

Or a bird in the sky

They all want my downfall like bitch I'm still high

They want me to die

But bitch I'm still here

And go talk that shit cuz you think I can't hear

You think your so special like you went on a trip and came back with a souvenir

Am I making it clear?

You a fuck boy or maybe a queer

I'm not making wishes but If I'm being honest I just want your ass to disappear you hear