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Ek - Playoff Projections Lyrics



Ek - Playoff Projections Lyrics
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Before you get on this team
On my momma
Yo ass got to be balling
Shit not for scrubs
I'm tellin ya
Uhh come straight off the bench no starter(Brrrrt)
When she pull up she turn to my neck
Thats water(That's Wet)
Uhh
He can't take the heat like 2016 mario chalmers(He can't)
Aye my KD like the warriors
When i shoot its wet
But its gone boil
(Boom)
They can't even even the score we tend to usually destroy em(Blow em out)
Niggas ain't getting no money forreal they need to swtich they playbooks
Stay n the 3-point line when i write my songs i don't like to use hooks
Most of his homies done passed away they must be doing no looks
This bitch think she getting a ring her contact saved as westbrook
Keep my steel(steal) concealed
But on the otherhand you'd get your shit took
I see the play i break it down like im a vet
I ain't no rook
My dawg had double crossed me
I ain't gone lie it had me shook
But i ain't gone do nothing foul
I'm gone play it by the book
Uhh come straight off the bench no starter(Brrrrt)
When she pull up she turn to my neck
Thats water(That's Wet)
Uhh
He can't take the heat like 2016 mario chalmers(He can't)
Aye my KD like the warriors
When i shoot its wet
But its gone boil
(Boom)
They can't even even the score we tend to usually destroy em(Blow em out)
Nigga i'm on that type of time
People tend to hate when see you shine
Nigga i'm the goat he ain't none of my kind
My whole career i been in my prime
I don't even try when i make my rhymes
Charge it to the game when i take that charge
Thats what happens when you cross that line
Catch em out of bounds turn the micheal porter
He get no pass
All this shit be off the dome
Like a ball on steve nash
A bitch can't shoot her shot at me
She bound to just hit all glass
Double clutching like kyrie
Im a different person in that mask
Aye real deal hustlers wipe my sweat up off the court
Im gone ball until i die no i cant never pass the torch
She want to have my seeds
But we can't match she dont fit them 2 quarts
I hop on my mic and get to spitting you a think im dorris burke
Uhh come straight off the bench no starter(Brrrrt)
When she pull up she turn to my neck
Thats water(That's Wet)
Uhh
He can't take the heat like 2016 mario chalmers(He can't)
Aye my KD like the warriors
When i shoot its wet
But its gone boil
(Boom)
They can't even even the score we tend to usually destroy em(Blow em out)
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Before you get on this team
On my momma
Yo ass got to be balling
Shit not for scrubs
I'm tellin ya
Uhh come straight off the bench no starter(Brrrrt)
When she pull up she turn to my neck
Thats water(That's Wet)
Uhh
He can't take the heat like 2016 mario chalmers(He can't)
Aye my KD like the warriors
When i shoot its wet
But its gone boil
(Boom)
They can't even even the score we tend to usually destroy em(Blow em out)
Niggas ain't getting no money forreal they need to swtich they playbooks
Stay n the 3-point line when i write my songs i don't like to use hooks
Most of his homies done passed away they must be doing no looks
This bitch think she getting a ring her contact saved as westbrook
Keep my steel(steal) concealed
But on the otherhand you'd get your shit took
I see the play i break it down like im a vet
I ain't no rook
My dawg had double crossed me
I ain't gone lie it had me shook
But i ain't gone do nothing foul
I'm gone play it by the book
Uhh come straight off the bench no starter(Brrrrt)
When she pull up she turn to my neck
Thats water(That's Wet)
Uhh
He can't take the heat like 2016 mario chalmers(He can't)
Aye my KD like the warriors
When i shoot its wet
But its gone boil
(Boom)
They can't even even the score we tend to usually destroy em(Blow em out)
Nigga i'm on that type of time
People tend to hate when see you shine
Nigga i'm the goat he ain't none of my kind
My whole career i been in my prime
I don't even try when i make my rhymes
Charge it to the game when i take that charge
Thats what happens when you cross that line
Catch em out of bounds turn the micheal porter
He get no pass
All this shit be off the dome
Like a ball on steve nash
A bitch can't shoot her shot at me
She bound to just hit all glass
Double clutching like kyrie
Im a different person in that mask
Aye real deal hustlers wipe my sweat up off the court
Im gone ball until i die no i cant never pass the torch
She want to have my seeds
But we can't match she dont fit them 2 quarts
I hop on my mic and get to spitting you a think im dorris burke
Uhh come straight off the bench no starter(Brrrrt)
When she pull up she turn to my neck
Thats water(That's Wet)
Uhh
He can't take the heat like 2016 mario chalmers(He can't)
Aye my KD like the warriors
When i shoot its wet
But its gone boil
(Boom)
They can't even even the score we tend to usually destroy em(Blow em out)
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Writer: E K
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