Yeah
Hunh
HaHa
#1 Offense
R.M.G
Yeah
Malikai
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
Call the plug and I told em
I need me a zip of that
Said its only for 200
I told em to bring it back
Now my nigga bout to run it
And go with no strings attached
20 bricks on the counter
That's wrapped in the freezer bag
If Malakai got the pic
You know ray stay on a roll
Don't be tripping behind no broad
If she go she gone go
Ain't flipping out over spilled milk
We like the pros
Man I'm good over there
They let me in after close
Once I got you on my hip
That like a dagger to the throat
I was born one of wun
They say he something like the goat
Bahhhh bahhh bah bahhhh
When I walk up in the door
I be turning heads
Making the drawls hit the floor
In the kitchen boy I'm whippin
I told ya I dice it up
Man, I swear she out her mind
Then this hoe done sliced me up
Been f*ckin on her for a while
We done went a couple rounds
Said I'm bout to call the feds
I done found a couple pounds
Had to leave that Hoe alone
She was f*ckin wit my mental
She said I see your car at home
Well bitch I'm in a rental
I been duckin on yo ass
Nigga in and outta state
Told Malikai it's time to eat
I asked the nigga where the plate
Freaky z on the court
Cuz I'm always getting cookies
I be balling everyday
Waiting for nigga to book me
You a lil ant man
Might as well be a rookie
I'm the king of this shit
I can hit the boogie woogie
I be going off the wall
Watch a nigga hit the dougie
I'm Irving urking nerves
I be steady pushing buttons
This a family affair
All my niggas like my cousins
Imma drop Kamilla
If she get to allat fussn
They play team ball
They move it around
And there's nothing more basic
And yet nothing executed any closer to perfection
Than R.M.G.'s Pick & Roll
The beauty in the screen roll
Is you take what the defense gives you
R.M.G. does it better than anybody in the League
You're going to see Himbo at the top
Chooses not to rotate
So Ray is going to drive baseline
He gets the double team
And finds Malikai sliding to the open area
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
RMG - Pick & Roll Lyrics
RMG - Pick & Roll Lyrics
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English
Yeah
Hunh
HaHa
#1 Offense
R.M.G
Yeah
Malikai
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
Call the plug and I told em
I need me a zip of that
Said its only for 200
I told em to bring it back
Now my nigga bout to run it
And go with no strings attached
20 bricks on the counter
That's wrapped in the freezer bag
If Malakai got the pic
You know ray stay on a roll
Don't be tripping behind no broad
If she go she gone go
Ain't flipping out over spilled milk
We like the pros
Man I'm good over there
They let me in after close
Once I got you on my hip
That like a dagger to the throat
I was born one of wun
They say he something like the goat
Bahhhh bahhh bah bahhhh
When I walk up in the door
I be turning heads
Making the drawls hit the floor
In the kitchen boy I'm whippin
I told ya I dice it up
Man, I swear she out her mind
Then this hoe done sliced me up
Been f*ckin on her for a while
We done went a couple rounds
Said I'm bout to call the feds
I done found a couple pounds
Had to leave that Hoe alone
She was f*ckin wit my mental
She said I see your car at home
Well bitch I'm in a rental
I been duckin on yo ass
Nigga in and outta state
Told Malikai it's time to eat
I asked the nigga where the plate
Freaky z on the court
Cuz I'm always getting cookies
I be balling everyday
Waiting for nigga to book me
You a lil ant man
Might as well be a rookie
I'm the king of this shit
I can hit the boogie woogie
I be going off the wall
Watch a nigga hit the dougie
I'm Irving urking nerves
I be steady pushing buttons
This a family affair
All my niggas like my cousins
Imma drop Kamilla
If she get to allat fussn
They play team ball
They move it around
And there's nothing more basic
And yet nothing executed any closer to perfection
Than R.M.G.'s Pick & Roll
The beauty in the screen roll
Is you take what the defense gives you
R.M.G. does it better than anybody in the League
You're going to see Himbo at the top
Chooses not to rotate
So Ray is going to drive baseline
He gets the double team
And finds Malikai sliding to the open area
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
Hunh
HaHa
#1 Offense
R.M.G
Yeah
Malikai
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
Call the plug and I told em
I need me a zip of that
Said its only for 200
I told em to bring it back
Now my nigga bout to run it
And go with no strings attached
20 bricks on the counter
That's wrapped in the freezer bag
If Malakai got the pic
You know ray stay on a roll
Don't be tripping behind no broad
If she go she gone go
Ain't flipping out over spilled milk
We like the pros
Man I'm good over there
They let me in after close
Once I got you on my hip
That like a dagger to the throat
I was born one of wun
They say he something like the goat
Bahhhh bahhh bah bahhhh
When I walk up in the door
I be turning heads
Making the drawls hit the floor
In the kitchen boy I'm whippin
I told ya I dice it up
Man, I swear she out her mind
Then this hoe done sliced me up
Been f*ckin on her for a while
We done went a couple rounds
Said I'm bout to call the feds
I done found a couple pounds
Had to leave that Hoe alone
She was f*ckin wit my mental
She said I see your car at home
Well bitch I'm in a rental
I been duckin on yo ass
Nigga in and outta state
Told Malikai it's time to eat
I asked the nigga where the plate
Freaky z on the court
Cuz I'm always getting cookies
I be balling everyday
Waiting for nigga to book me
You a lil ant man
Might as well be a rookie
I'm the king of this shit
I can hit the boogie woogie
I be going off the wall
Watch a nigga hit the dougie
I'm Irving urking nerves
I be steady pushing buttons
This a family affair
All my niggas like my cousins
Imma drop Kamilla
If she get to allat fussn
They play team ball
They move it around
And there's nothing more basic
And yet nothing executed any closer to perfection
Than R.M.G.'s Pick & Roll
The beauty in the screen roll
Is you take what the defense gives you
R.M.G. does it better than anybody in the League
You're going to see Himbo at the top
Chooses not to rotate
So Ray is going to drive baseline
He gets the double team
And finds Malikai sliding to the open area
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
This the pick and roll
You know how it go (goooo)
20 for a verse
35 for a show
This the pick and roll
You know how it go
I just came for a bag
Lil baby I gotta go (gooo)
Writer: Robert Stevenson III, Malik Harrison
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid