[Hook: Iman Shumpert]
See I been with the OGs
They told me y’all ain’t like that
I been with the homies all night rolling dice
The league wouldn’t like that
But they said I wouldn’t make this league
But I did, tell me how you like that
Mama said boy be smart with your money
I could blow it all and then get it right back

[Verse 1: Iman Shumpert]
Them people got hits on the radio, but they don’t even write that
They just got the record on repeat, it’s catchy, y’all don’t even like that
The label put strings all over you, read every page, you can find that
But y’all needed the bread, so I feel it, you went ahead and signed that
Y’all listen to the clown that got [?] on the street huh, he ain’t even fight back
He ain’t got talent, he provoke you to sue you, he ain’t e’en like that

[Pre-Hook: Iman Shumpert]
See I only came here to work, I only got here from working
I do not need me no bodyguard, I’m so much bigger in person
That’s a jab, now I’m back on my bag, it’s all new
I forgot to snatch off the tag, I’m so cool
They can’t help but jacking the swag, but who knew
He could keep spitting and dab, so I get it
Watch out, dab on em
Hold up, wait, dab on em
Nae Nae, swag, dab on em
Now point, point, dab on em

[Hook: Iman Shumpert]
See I been with the OGs
They told me y’all ain’t like that
I been with the homies all night rolling dice
The league wouldn’t like that
But they said I wouldn’t make this league
But I did, tell me how you like that
Mama said boy be smart with your money
I could blow it all and then get it right back

[Verse 2: Iman Shumpert]
I ain’t gotta pay for the glow, see I already got that
Since when do people tweet about beef? just find out where his block at
Put that Pell grant straight on the block, I tell the homies flip that
Cause I just wasn’t making enough, but I meant it when I said I’m gon’ get that
See they say I’m wyling, I’m cool with it
As a youngin’ battle rapping, I was true with it
So would you stop rapping when you finally got rich and for three straight years you went to school for it?
I guess that it’s more than a hobby, my logo look good on her body
They got no choice but to love me
Every time I release it’s a body
When the rims the only one with a chain on it
And your mother cooking always got pain in it
Got money and the friends just came with it
Have you ever had a shirt with red stains in it?

[Pre-Hook: Iman Shumpert]
See I only came here to work, I only got here from working
I won’t walk around with no bodyguard, I’m just a regular person
That’s a jab, now I’m back on my bag, it’s all new
I forgot to snatch off the tag, I’m so cool
They can’t help but jacking the swag, but who knew
He could keep spitting and dab, so I get it
Watch out, dab on em
Hold up, wait, dab on em
Nae Nae, swag, dab on em
Now point, point, dab on em

[Verse 3: DC Young Fly]
I been with the OGs
Yeah my OGs call me OG
I’ma tell you ‘bout the old me
Never played ball, I was four feet
Had the heart to play ball like I’m Kobe
But my trigger finger itching like the police
So I started slanging rocks to the dope fiends
Skinny n***a tatted up, thuggin’ with the goatee
N***a talking gangsta, please gotta show me
Ride through your block n***a, roll deep
Barely hit the gas on the slow creep
Give a n***a 40 like he drinkin’ out the OE
But I’m a Don Juan with the hundun n***a
Diddy bopping, smoking Puffy like I’m Sean John n***a
But, we gon’ take it to the league on ‘em
Said I’m up for the shot, put a screen on ‘em
Or we could do a fast break, get a lead on ‘em
Put LeBron at the point, put the speed on ‘em
You for the two, and JR put the three on ‘em
Anybody open for the shot, they put the beam on ‘em
Put Love at that four though
I play five on the low post
Chopper so big got to hold the cartridge
Got a couple fouls to give, I’ll take the charge n***a