PAT SUMMITT
Mantra
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I wanna ball I got a plan so I'm on the floor And I'm not in the stands when my number called I think it out I drop by the bank, they dump out the vault I grab my advance and drive by the mall And I'm not tryna pick, so I bought it all I'm thinkin' bout how I want them vigs, bags, commas Cop the new crib, that's mommas, Then cop her the crib next to it I'm thinkin' bout how To cop me the jet black hummer Then hop in the Vette next summer And ball on a bih, Pat Summitt I think it out loud Laugh to the PNC, soundin' like pomp & circumstance Remember learnin' about three-fifths of a man Now I'm walkin' into Fifth Third with a band 2K MyPlayer '19, remember sayin' As I walked into Chase Center bout to drop 50, One day Chase finna drop 50 just to get me Praise be to Jah, I damn well might griddy When I get to that point Spent a dime just to hear my shit alongside another 50 Eleven joints when they get to my joints And send 'em to the radio execs I'm in little five points with the homie named Flip Banks He don't flip banks, but as soon as this drop He gon tell you tap in with the truest Rapper on the face of the planet to do this Top of they plays so I can't be the two That's no cap, nigga F*ck you mean I wanna ball I got a plan so I'm on the floor And I'm not in the stands when my number called I think it out I drop by the bank, they dump out the vault I grab my advance and drive by the mall And I'm not tryna pick, so I bought it all I'm thinkin' bout how I want them vigs, bags, commas Cop the new crib, that's mommas, Then cop her the crib next to it I'm thinkin' bout how To cop me the jet black hummer Then hop in the Vette next summer And ball on a bih, Pat Summitt I think it out loud Puttin' that check in the chase Washing' and rinsin' and repeatin' But reading these niggas for filth When it come to these beats And you can come out and get you a readin' Unbuckle the belt come out and get you a beatin' Your blood bout to get spilled with they beans And I don't give f*ck bout 'em and bitch you the reason I'm up now and this shit too easy Believe me I want them vigs, bags, commas Cop the new crib, that's mommas, Then cop her the crib next to it I'm thinkin' bout Cop me the jet black hummer Then hop in the Vette next summer And ball on a bih, Pat Summitt I think it out loud
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