Masego, Shad, J. Period - Globetrottin lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen
We are here for an incredible
Match-up on the one
Side of the court, we have
The high-flying, the young phenom
The globe-trotting Masego
And the other side of the
Court, the perennial allstar
The one and only J period
Let's go to the court folks

They got a problem, they gon' come to me
I got that answer like that number three
That boy don't ball
That boy can't ball he weak
Leave all them tricks and things
Up in the streets

Globe-trotting, long legged, trash talking
Future legend, gone head
Globe-trotting, long legged, trash talking
Future legend, gone head

What a spectacular move there
From young Masego this
Is truly a battle of the ages
On the one hand, the young
Phenom Masego is cutting, slashing
And taking the ball to the
Hole in spectacular fashion
On the other hand, J period
The wildly veteran training jumpers from
Every corner of the court
Let's go back to the action folks

I know you know you ain't gon' get this dub
I've been working for two-three summers bruh
Don't make me hand you to the internet
They'll meme you up and push
You out the door

Globe-trotting, long legged, trash talking
Future legend, gone head
Globe-trotting, long legged, trash talking
Future legend, gone head

I'm at the court looking lame
In these tear-aways stretching
Yeah, it's fair to say I
Carry weights but my weapons
I mean I like my carrot cake, marinate
Still I can move like a pair of skates
Imagine a fat Derek Rose, Hair like a
Black Larry David but handle like Stephan
And I
Shoot it like Steph can, with my left hand
Holding court in my
Sweatpants, multiple sweatbands
Face full of sweatglands
And I got the best damn trash
Talk at the whole Y
I'm that old guy punking you
Wesley Snipes "White Men
Can't Jump"in' you
True Uncle Drew when I pump this shit
You know I can't dunk but I pump
Fake then under you and one
Never been number two
I'm the dude that got every trick
Got an elbow on every pick
And yes I call every foul
Every time you shoot I
Call out "Heavy Brick!"
Just to get in your head a bit
Head of yall, heavy set
Five foot ten with a post game
And I take up the whole lane
No shame, tank top and a gold chain
And a Utah jazz meets Coltrane
Semi-pro meets propane
Throw flames at the hoops with my slow game
Looking like no game, but if you know game
Then you know I'm no lame
Future legend that's globetrotting
Trash talking on a black top
I'm like a black Stockton
'Cept I don't really pass often
I just catch it and pop it - yo back off

Globe-trotting, long legged, trash talking
Future legend, gone head
Globe-trotting, long legged, trash talking
Future legend, gone head