BROCKHAMPTON - MVP Lyrics

Give me the rock, and I'ma show you all the ways to be the MVP
Even if you own a bank, you still can't check me
See, I was born for this, I ain't the type to sweat technique
And I ain't waitin' for a catch, you better accept me, ya dig?
I can hear the ball, I don't get chatty
Take you to the house like I'm Trick Daddy
If I'm skippin' through the lane, it could end badly
'Bout to pose for the camera when it gets flashin'
If you don't know, my body take your vitamins
Got the bench warmed like Natasha Idi Amin
Plays they makin' could be cock-inspirin'
Next possession point like I'm LaMelo, then I'm firin'
Blam, crowd goes wild, I'm the man
Baby, I'm the coach, just so you know I had a plan
If you wanna stop me, better have a diagram
I was number one before the season had began

Boy, you make me wanna
Boy you make me wanna-
Boy, you make me wanna
Go 'head, go 'head, go
Boy, you make me wanna jump, jump
You make me wanna jump, jump
Boy, you make me wanna, jump, jump
Go 'head, go 'head, go

I'ma put you on a poster
Call fatheads and tell 'em put your head where my palm is
See your ass on out, call the chauffeur
Speed dial, no sir, under there, Orpah?
Catch a rest from over there in lot B
The Mazdas, the Kias, and the Air-Four 50s
Don't see passion in any eyes I see
Fear of the foe that is coming closely
I'ma slang through the lane, rolling like window pane
Got a jump of the rank, get a rang-dang-glang
Know the feet on the sheet that's showing stain danes
I'm a beast for the title, hit my phone like rang-rang

Boy, you make me wanna jump, jump
You make me wanna jump, jump
Boy, you make me wanna, jump, jump
Go 'head, go 'head, go
Boy, you make me wanna jump, jump
Boy, you make me wanna jump, jump
Boy, you make me wanna, jump, jump
Go 'head, go 'head, go

Come and get it, come, come and get it
Swimmin' in the paint, triple digits on the ceiling?
I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm winnin'
Whippin' and winnin' minute by minute, I'm sending it up
Deep in the box, free throws, you won't even see me
Bring the bock, hands up, did you say somethin'?
Swish, swish, that's the sound of a champion
Ankles break, then it's served like it's and-one
Lace up, defense, offense my fence
Get back, you don't wanna miss this
I'ma be like Mike, check it off my wishlist
Don't miss the shots I take (don't miss)

(Hey) jump
(Hey) jump (on fire)
(Hey) jump, (hey) jump, (hey) jump, (hey) jump
(Hey)
(Hey) jump
(Hey) jump (on fire)
(Hey) jump, (hey) jump, (hey) jump, (hey) jump