NBA (part. yung brandy, El WiWi y Virtual Flavor)

I make more money than a slot machine
(I make more money than a slot machine)
Disobey dot com, world premiere
She's a crazy bitch, I don't know what she wants
And when he's with me, all I hear is swallowing

NBA, I'm a fucking player
Wawawa is the owner of the ball (he is the owner of the ball, it is mine)
Bitch, I won't let go of the ball even if they put pressure on me (nah)
On the floor with my Christian Dior papers (o-okay)
NBA, I'm a fucking player (player)
Wawawa is the owner of the ball (he is the owner of the ball)
Bitch, I won't let go of the ball even if they put pressure on me
On the floor with my Christian Dior papers (ah)

The energies are pursuing me
Thinking I'm the fucking Sun (bang)
I like that it motivates me (yes)
She's the best at giving head (okay)
And understand me, I'm living
If I'm not with you, it's because I can't
I have a feeling about the future
I'm going to be rich, I know that (hello)

If you want, come closer and I'll tell you why I can't fight you (what?)
You don't meet the weight or height requirements, going inside would be illegal
I'm not looking for anyone's mouth, if you're looking for mine I'll put you to work (yes)
If you want, you can come closer and I'll tell you why I can't fight you

She wants Ynestrosa and brandy, if I get stupid I'll fuck her in the taxi
I'm at the party, designer drugs, bitches want to give me the punani
I'm hanging out with your mom, she pulls down her panties, pulls down her panties
I'm hanging out with your mom, she pulls down her panties to ride me like Harley
She's wearing panties and stockings with her bestie (bestie)
Purple Haze in my brain, Jimi Hendrix

I'm 17 and you're 24, bro, how come you're hating? (Pussy)
I can't fuck a basic girl (yeah), I don't fall in love with groupies (no way)
She wants me to call her baby, sorry, baby, my baby is the music
Tell me what you're doing, boy, I'm making cash (blanquita)
She just wants my clout (whore)
If it's not about money, what are you talking about?
What are you talking about, baby?

If you want, you can come closer and I'll tell you why I can't fight you
You don't meet the weight or height requirements, going inside would be illegal
I'm not looking for anyone's mouth, if you're looking for mine I'll put you to work
On the floor with my Christian Dior papers

NBA, I'm a fucking player
Wawawa is the owner of the ball (he is the owner of the ball)
Bitch, I won't let go of the ball even if they put pressure on me (nah)
On the floor with my Christian Dior papers