Kaleb Motley - Bill Russell Lyrics

I'm like Bill Russell, cause I'm playing the game and coaching at the same time
I'm on the Celtics, pockets full of green, look like a leprechaun
I got a pack called Ja Morant, but we don't too much f with 12
Police get behind me, I'm speeding off, I punch the gas no rev
I'm sitting courtside at the Hawks game, but don't mention what we on
I got a double cup beside me, know it's full of that patron
Walked out the door today, I'm feelin' good, I'm fresh from head to toe
La shorty making plays around the city, she from Idaho
Don't ever trip about the tab, cause you know my pockets full
Treat me like you wanna be treated, that's the number one rule
You better pay attention cause I'm giving out hella free game
Don't be no buster over girls, that shit'll drive you insane
I'm in a Chevy, pushin' 90 in a 20 speed zone
I got my tooly next to me in case they tryna ring tone
I turn my back when they be hating, like I'm wearing VLone
I'm dishing out the bread around my circle like I'm RICO
They call me Timmy Turner cause I'm finna blast off
So high, I'm finna pass out
Don't break your promises, or you'll get bashed out
I ain't stingy with my cheese, I'm passing it around like I'm Nash
He popped a doonie, now he higher than the average lad
I'm young as hell and I'm turnt
I'm movin' round like I'm Obama, but don't test me cause just like him, boy I'll end you like Osama
Cause we Bin havin' since I came out the womb
Don't try me cause lil bro been waiting to put something in a tomb
I'm runnin' out of room
It's crazy cause I'm really on the verge
And where I'm from, this not even supposed to be, It ain't nothin' but the purge
I pour my pain in a pint, gut be fuller then a U-Haul
I'm stuffing up my pockets full of chicken like a coop home
We pullin' hella checks in from every which way
I swear my life a guessin' game, I'm from a Waverly place
Oh Mr. Mirror Mirror on the wall, tell me something good
He told me money flowin' like a stream, and it's hotter than a wood