BabyTron, TrDee - Hall of Fame lyrics

(Damn, JakeSand)

Bitch, induct me to the Hall of Fame
MVP, you third string
We don't ball the same
Play with me? Baby Drac'
It's gon' pause the game
He blew all that free pape'
Now he gotta pawn his chain
I'm in that one mode
All I done is tweak lately
Jack catching in the daily
Y-3 joggy but my feet Yeezy 380s
I don't like how the eighthy look
Told him me

Okay, pull up on a block
Guess I been feeling like Kareem lately
Back to back plays
A couple L's what you seen lately
I won't break yo heart, I'm
Really tryna break yo spleen, baby
I'm a ShittyBoy but it ain't
Easy as it seems, baby
Okay, got a new Glock, messy eater
I'ma catch a stain
Niggas wanna shine but new edition
Thеy can't stand the rain
We don't tuck tails, wet clothеs
We'll let 'em hang
You don't really want it? You supposed
To pass just like the gang

Six hunnid dollar double cup
I can't stay awake
Fishtailing in the widebody with
The paper plates if you ain't in the game
Sit there and let the players play
Blood on the Drac'
Bro had to throw the K away
Lay it up or shoot a three
I hit my shot from any spot
10K or more when I'm in Saks
We don't petty shop
Yo bitch opened up her water park
I almost belly-flopped
Talking 'bout he on his way to slide? Shit
I bet he not

Talking 'bout he crack cards? He
Don't even crack hoes it's a cold world
Yo own mans'll get you backdoored
I ain't really into beef
I'll rather stack Pros
Check my resume, under pressure
I ain't never fold boy, check yo bitch
Don't you call me asking was I with her
Ain't really take much to hit
Her but a little liquor
I just made her give me face
I did not hit her then she did and took my
Kids like a babysitter

Huh, yeah bitch