BabyTron - Za Morant Lyrics

[Intro]BrrtYeah, you know what the fuck going onYeah[Chorus]Bitch, I ball like Ja Morant, but I can't sport the number twelveClutch as hell, you can't count us out if the score closeHigh as hell, I need a parachute, but this ain't WarzoneWhy he tryna flee on feet? This Glocky got a sport mode (You're not making this easy, Kyle)[Verse 1]Don't let him catch you in the D, my hitter pescatarianWhy he acting big and bad, but always be on extra scary shit?Shit, if the money dirty, take the check and bury it (SBDSM, you think you fucking with us, you drunk as hell)[Chorus]Bitch, I ball like Ja Morant, but I can't sport the number twelveClutch as hell, you can't count us out if the score closeHigh as hеll, I need a parachute, but this ain't WarzoneWhy he tryna flee on feet? This Glocky got a sport modе[Verse 2]I just know the case beat, I might walk in court blowedClothes used to say, "South," now the ice on North PoleI ain't fuckin' with you, I was bored, hoThink he fuckin' with me, he a dork though(Yeah)I done built this shit from nothing like it's MinecraftRed bottoms on, I'm lava stepping like a mineshaftSo many backstabbers, I might play the riot shieldTwo-tone AP, when it hit the light, you think the diamonds tealWhy you drinking Taylor Port? (Why?) You a major dorkTryna keep up with the gang like eating steak with paper forks (You can't)Said he on my head? Shit, I'm real concernedPop out, drop his ass and grab the tag, shit, that's a kill confirmedHit him where it hurt, we aiming for his jugularActing like you serving bricks, your pockets, they on customerEverything I'm seeing fake, I ain't wearin' an OculusAll the fiends up on the block, it look like an apocalypseBrodie throwing gang signs, you'd think he know some ninjutsuHumane Society, the kitchen got like six Shih TzusKnocked the wheels up off his Bugatti, now it's a DucatiWhy you always dick suckin' the gang? You need a new hobby[Outro]ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia