Larry Bird (feat. Knowledge the Pirate & GREA8GAWD)

Larry Bird Like Magic to Bird, you heard? Whip work, Larry Bird Threw a four on a sprite to get wavy I slept like a white baby Lately I been writing crazy (Yeah) Just maybe they thought I might've got lazy I'm sick, not even God can save me Nor any concoction made by Dr. Sebi It's Roc Marci baby, hide your lady (Hide that bitch) Shout out the maybe, shit got hotter than Haiti Little hot shot we gave 'em around 80, sprayed the Mercedes My guys blast for me before I had money like Bad Bunny My son a rider not a crash dummy But no cap, beloved'll crash out for me That goes without saying (Say less) I will go in your mouth without down payment from Al Haymon I'm amazing, niggas go out they way to downplay it, that's flagrant (Sucka shit, foul) You know the name of the game is relationships Ain't no way a lame could relate to this My caretakers was freebasing in the crib The first bitch I hit, some young lady that use to babysit Opps can't infiltrate the clique like it's Operation Paperclip It don't cost a lot of paper to get you clipped This ain't no clickbait, they thought maybe we came to fish Shit, so much fish, 80 bricks, kid, it made the table flip, Marci Whip game tight, you heard? (Tight, you heard?) Whip white, Larry Bird (Larry Bird) Pass a bird like Magic to Bird 33, Larry Bird (Larry Bird) Whip white, Larry Bird (Larry Bird) 33, Larry Bird (Larry Bird) Wrist did magic wit' the bird, you heard? Labels keep asking me to be patient My mind's aligned, my heart's fine, my wrist need the vacation Like Nell Carter, it need a break I'm almost certain for seven years it been fractured and need a brace (Y'all can't fuck wit' me man) I'm talking decades of endless twisting (Chefin') I'll front you a bird after Thanksgiving under one condition (What's that?) Gotta be muslim, can't be Christian (Why?) 'Cause a Christian'll do anything to see they kid smile at Christmas You see little Ricky jumpin' for joy He'll turn his back on his boy and run off wit' that bundle of joy Dope dealers turn to script writers, you cannot sit by us I play Maryland like Len Bias, little nigga I been flyer (Talk) I been nice since Iceberg made history Taking bus trips like Richard Pryor and Cicely Now these people know my name way out in Sicily White girl in the front yelling, "GAWD come christen me" I knew this shit would happen eventually (Yeah) And if you too young for busting loose I was chopping up a deuce when Arnold was scared of Gooch (Yeah) I got Latin quarter pics, you need some proof Never drank, only thing kept falling was the roof Let me give y'all time to digest (Go) I ain't attracted to skinny, I like 'em cornfed If she ain't thick, she get shot down like Cornbread Mon frere, let's get one thing clear Bad boy, I whip a bird like Bill Laimbeer, GAWD Yo, check it, me and Marci like Magic and Kareem Lighting purple, dripped in gold, out in LA with the team Feel like we playin' in Boston, all this white and this green I see you shinin', keep doin' ya thing Listen, yo, we got a new plug in Medellin Threw Larry the bird for fortune in Fort Greene Son got a brick and a half and did his thing Got picked up for two different murders and didn't sing (That nigga ain't say nothing, son) Yeah, this a hardwood classic type of game His son became the number one draft pick for the chain Not hard to tell he's very passionate 'bout the game The way he quick to lift up his ratchet and let it bang Listen, yo, he threw it in the air, we gon' catch it and do our thing And that's how you score the winning basket for your team My man said he just got out of traffic with them things