[Intro]
Wax on, wax off man
Wax on, wax off
Oh just know they gon' ride

[Pre-Chorus]
The block know he got game
It's locked up so I tuck my chain
I fall back because my shot got range
It's not just me my partners came
I don't wanna play if I'm not having fun
You get big when you do it for a honey bun
The lead too fat better let the clock run (Run it)
Run run

[Chorus]
My jump shot work
You talking now but wait 'til I pull up like skrt
We up all night while you sleep tight
My jump shot work
You see this glow and it get cold and work like ferb
Yeah, my jump shot work

[Verse 1]
People like how I rock
But aha ain't no punk
I have black and white
But Aha ain't no skunk
I don't really have no type
But I'm the type who knows what he want
I don't wanna do a layup all day
Aha just wanna dunk, ooh
I said no to the python
When he offered a price tryna buy some
Even though she pulled up with the tights on
Even though she spelled bed with the lights off
I said no and I turned all the lights on
And I kicked down the door like I'm Tyquan
And they want to kill me like I'm Cyclops
Even though it's not Canon like Nikon
I need more than some food just to bite on
I need more than a plane just to ride on
I need more than a chain in the whip
I'm the slave and the master I own all of my songs
My black friends like "Aha that's what's up"
My white friends like "Cool dude right on"
I grew a pair of wings instead of buying a mask
Because you can rip a cape off when it's tied on
I work hard as employment
My chain is flamboyant
But I mind my business sit back and be quiet
I'm so afraid of me eating alone
I blew up my McDonalds and build me a Ryan's
Not about making it
It's who you make it with
Family reunions gon' always be timeless
People be faking and spreading the gossip
But this here Gazelle ain't afraid of no lions
[Pre-Chorus]
The block know he got game
It's locked up so I tuck my chain
I fall back because my shot got range
It's not just me my partners came
I don't wanna play if I'm not having fun
You get big when you do it for a honey bun
The lead too fat better let the clock run (Run it)
Run run

[Chorus]
My jump shot work
You talking now but wait 'til I pull up like skrt
We up all night while you sleep tight
My jump shot work
You see this glow and it get cold and work like ferb
Yeah my jump shot work

[Outro]
I got a feeling in my heart
The drums make me bleed
I trust in God and do my job like my first name is Steve
You rotting apples gonna make pick you off the tree
If you gon' hate I can't relate
You ain't no kin to me