what's lit getting fit hit that kid with a slit getting paid selling that lemonade it's homemade play that ball in the fall what's that time shooting dimes every second bout that watch get a natch you already know I gotta pay it gotta fit it in the sky gotta fly like a bird but you already know I need those curds sliding on those curves in the snow you already know I got that flow I bought my mom a Bucaghe of flowers it's going down like the twin towers you already know I got those powers I've been waiting for hours I'm not no coward I got that Nike fit but it went in the pit I play ball ya I play that ball ya