Lyrics:
Yea I'm balling like a championship ring
Yea I'm balling like I'm Bron for my team
I got ice ice till that shit sting
I got purp purp shit look like
Trophy
Yessir
It's my championship, I need a trophy
I mess with you because you were with me when it was stormy
You my cheerleader, I love it when
Championship
Winner takes it all
District on the line
We gon see who want it more
Me and my bruddas
Yeah we ready for a far
Dropping straight dimes
Yeah you know
Ay, I ain't worried bout no championship ring
It ain't bout the competition
I'm just doin' my thing, yeah
I ain't stressin' what the future might
Limits don't know em
Potential unlimited
OJ with glove
What that mean
I'm killing Shit
Championship
We here cus we winning bitch
Talk to em
Champions
some presidential
I'm in here ballin with my niggas this the championship
But this the slickest shit spitting since Rick in '86
On my Dougie Fresh
that go hand in hand
With wearing championship rings
I want a championship reign
Not a championship fling
Give me the money
Keep the fame
This champion
I don't think you would
You're cute, you're funny
You might have a lot of money
Expensive things, championship rings
And the new girl you call your
the bag and I'm winning the championship with my team
Balling like Scottie
Yeah
Gotta throw it up, balling
Grinding everyday so exhausted
They putting me
Yeah
Aye
Let's go!
Put my varsity on
Like championship season
Don't fuck up my Vibes
It's summer season
Pistol grip
Bouta do some teachin'
Try
This right here the lifestyle
Know we on that Don Shit
Championship flow yeah
Just like LeBron bitch
Give me my respect
It's about damn time
Put
a championship
Yeah
Someone get the drugs
I'ma need a lung
Feeling like the one
Terrified for what
Now I'm on the hunt
Came out in front
Yeah, I'm just a stun
talking championships)
Ship
Ship (I'm talking banner shit)
Ship
Ship (That weak shit is damaging)
Ship
Ship (I'm talking championships)
Ship
Ship (I'm
Focus on ya mitt
Won't you focus on your mitt
You gotta go Hustle fa yo shit
I'm just tryna get paid like the rent
Win Championships
Tryna get
hands we don’t need machines hoe
That’s 15 that’s 25 that’s 40
Win a championship bring back home like Corey
Play your part got crazy heart I’m VanVleet
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B**** we on the grind I will
Finesse
New kicks ripped jeans white tee flex up
Finesse
Feel like Lebron Championships
I won't forget
Finesse
Everybody
Michael Jordan in my zone
I just hit a buzzer beater ats why I aint answer the phone
Im the MVP, I got yo ring, im bringing championships home
I just won
a hoe
Pay the bills and pray for more
Pray for more kid pray for more
In Championships we pray for more
Pray for more we pray for more
Pray for more we
in a early
Uh
On the same team but you don't really rock the jersey
Championship rings but it's Chanel for the pearlies
Face card valid, that's why I
bet I win the fight
Shawty ass fat it hurt my legs but is a lovely sight
Only rings I want is championships don't care if she talk nice
On the phone wit
vielleicht ein echter Freund
Wir feiern heut' Nacht, ja, als wär das hier ein Championship
Championship, Championship, ey, zeig mir mal, wie viel Gang du bist
of Ariadne sewn in my bitrate
Used to kinda side hug all my hopes
Used to walk lines like high tightropes
Now I can't quit championships
Putting out hits
squad don't quit, my cool my clear my click, my team one dream we lit
4 sting headin for the championship like
4 sting headin for the championship like
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