[Hook]
Swaggin' like Allen Iverson on you
No lackin', I pack it, that ratchet is glued
My 40, like Kobe, don't pass it just shoot (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
No Reebok, to answer your question, I'm paid
I'm so real, my flow ill, with no deal I'm made
These bitches be horny, 3 on me D-Wade
[Verse 1]
Turning down deals so you know I ain't broke-ah
Better know, I go get the door like a chauffeur
And making toast but I got bread in the toaster
Can't be held, take this L, send you straight to Hell
I shoot yo ass like K. Michelle, boy, you fake as hell
I been ballin' like Dave Chapelle, check my paper trail
My fans know I give 'em bars, take em' straight to jail
I make em' dwell, back in the day used to put weight on scales
I'm saucin', I do this often
Was trapping at my fathers house like Macaulay Culkin
I'm on my cake, bitch, call me frosting
Got green like Boston
More polo on me than Carlton
FGE ballin', I'm just Chris Paul-in
My team up it ain't no stallin'
Bitch, my whole team go retarded, these bitches Spalding
They on our balls and don't talk shit, I don't do talkin'
40 on me get to sparkin'
Get wet like dolphins then get the coffin
I'll off em', my aim is awesome
Every time I come across em'
These nigga fallin' they gotta chalk em'
My flow sick, my shit be coughin'
Skipped past a grade like Rafer Alston, so take precaution
Boy, I'm a dog, I take your broad, crack her like a card quick
I turn her on and she get wet like a water faucet
She bend over, start appluadin', I stick my sword in
She take this pipe till she exhausted, she wants some more dick
But gotta forfeit
[Pre-Hook]
Like Iverson
Tray on me, you know Tony in for none
My first step, I make a vet look like a bum
Don't play for Pheonix but I do this for my sons, I won
[Hook]
I'm swaggin' like Allen Iverson on you
No lackin', I pack it, that ratchet is glued
My 40, like Kobe, don't pass it just shoot (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
No Reebok, to answer your question, I'm paid
I'm so real, my flow ill, with no deal I'm made
These bitches be horny, 3 on me D-Wade
[Verse 2]
I got that bag, bitch, I'm bout my cabbage
I'm a hitman for that cash, bitch, put beats in caskets
If there's snakes up in my yard, I'ma cut the grass quick
Sit back and reflect on my past, bitch, I did some bad shit
I swear to God I used to blast shit, let families sad shit
Do I regret it, not a tad bit, that boy was askin'
He wanted to see if I was savage or just be rappin'
I put his ass under the seat, call that boy Sebastian
So don't make me put on that mask, bitch, I'm on yo ass, bitch
Don't know who you think I am, when I show up its catfish
I Scott Hall and Kevin Nash shit, outside his mansion
Come out and balling like a fan, bitch, after I blam shit
Back to them bands, bitch
I'm saucin' bitch I got recipe now
Every move I make, I make a check for me now
Make dough off my clothes, no more sellin the loud
Off on tour doing shows, I ain't never around
My old bitches wish I was nailing them now
Instagram model be checking me out
All opps showing love and respect to me now
Pussy ass niggas, could never be down
You better be God if you testing me now
Give death to you actors, Heath Ledger a clown
I'm spraying 'em up and wetting 'em down
Fightin' a case for a felony now
Praying to God with my head to the clouds
Askin' them not to stop blessing me now
But I'm still gonna blow like a referee now
I go hard for my sons, I ain't letting 'em down
[Pre-Hook]
Like Iverson
Tray on me, you know Tony in for none
My first step, I make a vet look like a bum
Don't play for Pheonix but I do this for my sons, I won
[Hook]
I'm swaggin' like Allen Iverson on you
No lackin', I pack it, that ratchet is glued
My 40, like Kobe, don't pass it just shoot (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
No Reebok, to answer your question, I'm paid
I'm so real, my flow ill, with no deal I'm made
These bitches be horny, 3 on me D-Wade
White Iverson (Remix) was written by Montana of 300.
Montana of 300 released White Iverson (Remix) on Thu Jan 07 2016.