LeBron James lyrics

[Intro]
At ya top, yeah
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Jump out

[Chorus]
I-I come through with the flames, gon' shoot, LeBron James
Get the f*ck out the paint, I'm dunkin' all day
Lil O go too brazy, the gang said I go brazy
Chrome Heart chains, no slave, but I did they ass so shady
Yeah, that's a fade, come get her out the way, yeah
Please get out my way, when I'm swervin' the foreign thing, yeah
Val-Valentino shades, I can't see a damn thing, yeah
YSL jeans so tight, I can’t fit money in my jeans, yeah

[Verse 1]
Get money, that’s my thing, yeah
Get money, that’s my thing, yeah
Get money, that’s my thing, yeah
Get money, that’s my thing, yeah
Yo, b*tch just hit my phone (huh-huh)
Uh-uh, I'ma get 'em gone (yeah, yeah)
Oh let's go, I'm not 'een at home
I’m swervin’ with two poles
I swerved, f*cked up the road
How much drank?
How much drank can we get in here, hol' up (Yeah)
How much drank can we get in here?
How many hoes can we fit in this hoe?
I got a couple vibes on me
And I’m finna bring some more
Bring some mud, yeah, bring some more
Pour up mud, yeah, pour up more
I gotta keep the blicky cloaked
Just don't whine, yeah, just mess up
[Chorus]
I-I come through with the flames, gon' shoot, LeBron James
Get the f*ck out the paint, I'm dunkin' all day
Lil O go too brazy, the gang said I go brazy
Chrome Heart chains, no slave, but I did they ass so shady
Yeah, that's a fade, come get her out the way, yeah
Please get out my way, when I'm swervin' the foreign thing, yeah
Valentino shades, I can't see a damn thing, yeah
YSL jeans so tight, I can't fit money in my jeans, yeah

[Verse 2]
In them backroads
Stick look like a banjo
I got hella bands, hoe
And your man a fan, yeah
How many times did they twist and fold?
How many times did I count up more?
Lambo got 200, yeah
So I hit 200 bowls
I can’t buy no wallets (No)
'Cause that sh*t’ll never fold
I f*ck on designer hoes
And I rock designer clothes

[Outro]
And I f*ck up
And I f*ck up all the zones up
I got way too many, huh, phones