Legend in my city Another bucket I'm about to drop 50 Breakin ankles gottem spinnin like a frisbee 3 Point God pullin up from downtown Got a jumper so wet I could drown Only shootin no layups allowed Can't catch me got moves like AI Now may I Introduce you to my best friend My right hand Automatic from 3 point land From 30 feet like Kevin Durant Your mommas watching she's my biggest fan You can't score buddy I got the clamps Mark Price, Glen Rice, type ice in my veins Ray Allen type unlimited range Like a cloud I'm makin it rain I'm on fire, just call me a flame I hang with the best Every shot it's nothin but net I'm a champ like Kenny the Jet I'm the goat baby don't you forget No warmup I'm always hot People amazed, watching in awe Buckets everyday like it's my job Its the rise of the 3 Point God I'm the best whether you like it or not Its the rise of the 3 Point God What I do it can't be taught Its the rise of the 3 Point God