Step on the court, whole gym get quiet,
Eyes locked in, yeah you know I’m violent,
Cross so nasty leave ankles in pain,
I don’t miss shots, I embarrass the game.
Talk that trash? Better back it up quick,
I’m droppin’ thirty while you ridin’ the bench,
Full-court pressure, I’m breathin’ down necks,
Stealin’ your soul, yeah I’m takin’ your reps.
Chorus
Ball in my hands, I’m a problem, no cap,
Buzzer beaters hit harder than a punch to the mat,
No fear, no mercy, yeah I’m runnin’ the floor,
This my house, my court—say it’s yours? Nah, yours no more.
Verse 2
Paint full of bodies, I’m finishin’ strong,
Try to stop me? You already wrong,
Fadeaway jumper, ice in my veins,
Scoreboard talkin’, yeah remember the name.
I don’t play safe, I attack every drive,
Fourth quarter pressure? That’s where I thrive,
Crowd go crazy when I pull from deep,
Check the replay—yeah that defender sleep.
Chorus
Ball in my hands, I’m a problem, no cap,
Buzzer beaters hit harder than a punch to the mat,
No fear, no mercy, yeah I’m runnin’ the floor,
This my house, my court—say it’s yours? Nah, yours no more.
Outro
Zero excuses, I came for respect,
Every bucket a message, every win a threat,
When the clock hits zero and the lights shut off,
Remember the name—yeah I’m that boss.