Patrick Ewing

[Intro: FBG Cash]
Hahaha (Rrr)
Ayy, GoDumb, I'm finna dunk on these niggas, man (Swish, swish)
I feel like, "Fuck it, man" (Clout Boyz)
"I'm in the game, get me up off the bench then" (Hehe, Levi, you crazy)

[Chorus: FBG Cash]
I'm goin' hard from the start to the finish, the beginnin'
I'm a legend, all I ever knew was winnin'
Lot of niggas play the game, they don't do it like I do it
I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing
I be scorin' on my mans, got him mad 'cause he can't
He could move to the stands or get slammed in the paint
A lot of niggas play the game, they don't it like I do it
I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing

[Verse 1: FBG Cash]
First quarter, ball up, and the crowd got me crunk
Throw the ball, alley-oop, 'cause bitch, I'm goin' for the dunk
Give the ball up, we steal it back, they give it back to me
I want a fastbreak, but I got all these niggas hackin' me
No question I'm the man when I'm playin' in the middle
Post up a dumb fuck and then I slam on the center
Dunkin' out the gym, hangin' on the rim 'cause I'm arrogant
Coaches tellin' me to calm down, but I ain't hearin' it
I growl 'cause I'm wild, you will never know what's next with me
Flagrant with the foul, so the ref might throw a tech at me
Captain of the squad, when I ball, I be goin' nuts
Disrespect my guards, swear to God, boy, it's goin' up

[Chorus: FBG Cash & FBG Young]
I'm goin' hard from the start to the finish, the beginnin'
I'm a legend, all I ever knew was winnin'
Lot of niggas play the game, they don't do it like I do it
I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing
I be scorin' on my mans, got him mad 'cause he can't
He could move to the stands or get slammed in the paint (Uh-huh)
A lot of niggas play the game, they don't it like I do it (Let's get it, bitch, it's YoungGoDumb)
I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing

[Verse 2: FBG Young]
Woke up in the hall of fame, I been ballin' like a athlete
Marathon runnin' through them thangs like a track meet
Flyer than a pilot, but the boy still pack heat
I'm boss, you employee, get laid off with that thirty
Money vision, money see, got a sack like [?]
High off a key, quarter key, I put 'em on display (Whip, whip)
Rob who? I got more shots than the NBA (Glah)
Stay up in the stands or get fanned when that semi spray (Dummy)
Shout out to my gang, damn, look what I invented (G-A-N-G)
But shout out 2 and 3, that's brodie and they was with me (Dutchie, Duck)
Why these niggas hatin' if he really what they envy? (Huh)
I'm like Mike with a assist from Scottie Pippen, let's get it

[Chorus: FBG Cash]
I'm goin' hard from the start to the finish, the beginnin'
I'm a legend, all I ever knew was winnin'
Lot of niggas play the game, they don't do it like I do it
I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing
I be scorin' on my mans, got him mad 'cause he can't
He could move to the stands or get slammed in the paint
A lot of niggas play the game, they don't it like I do it
I be dunkin' on these niggas, swear, I feel like Patrick Ewing

[Outro: FBG Cash]
Let's get it
(Levi, you crazy)