Unh, unh, unh, unh All my life I wanna ball, ball, ball Broke niggas can't get involved, ball, ball Shoot my shot and I'm gon' swish, swish, swish Accurate, I'm not gon' miss, miss, miss, miss I stay out the way When they throwin' the hate, it's weighin' like weights But easy to shake Spend move on the break, then dunk on they head Like, fuck what they said Counted me out, now I'm on the grid I'm goin' up charts like a Y-axis Givin' wide access, yeah, I do insist You don't try to pick, niggas don't exist To the point I walk into the room, it's just me in there Say I fell, I'm not seein' where Like I need me a readin' pair I don't need a pass, I know I'm a lass I'm statin' that I fall off, Bob Ross Pretty picture for niggas who painted that