Discover the poetic beauty in ‘NCAA’ by 2 Chainz. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2 Chainz or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Who me?
I take this open beat (Yeah)
I smoke myself to sleep (Alright)
Got myself for free, yeah, ayy
Made a left right up the street, yeah, yeah
This shit here gettin’ deep, yeah, yeah
I got the pool right by the beach, yeah, yeah
My nigga said, “Fool, that’s the ocean,” yeah
I use good pussy like it’s lotion, yeah, uh
I shoot a nigga for promotion, yeah
Drop my album off the court and make ’em post it, yeah, uh
I told you trappin’ is a sport
My old school is Panamera Porsche, yeah
My last bitch got some head you can’t ignore
I told her I might take her head on tour, uh
I used to roll my weed in front the store
Then drive so fast, I disrespect your car
I told ’em that my drizzle caviar
I’m playin’ with the clit like a guitar
I’m playin’ with the clit like a guitar
I’m playin’ with the clit like a guitar
NCAA, yeah, we the young and dangerous, yeah
We be ballin’ hard, yeah, I just want some paper, yeah
NCAA, yeah, we the young and dangerous, yeah
We be ballin’ hard, yeah, I just want some paper, yeah
NCAA, yeah, set the record straight (Set it)
Come on in (Come on in), come on in (Come on in)
NCAA, yeah, we the young and dangerous, yeah
We be ballin’ hard, yeah, I just want some paper, yeah
Let me get this straight, if I drop 40 today
You don’t care if I eat, you don’t care if I ate
They say, “You better have a good grade like a mixed baby hair”
They say, “We goin’ to the tournament, we gonna need you there”
I have more crab legs than Jameis
You fake like you got a girlfriend, Manti Te’o
Maurice Clarett with bangers
This could drive a college kid crazy
This that Barnum and Bailey, the greatest show on Earth
I can’t wait to go to the league so I can buy my mama what she want
This that mindset, that mentality
Made me a killer, fatality
From the public houses to a couple houses
To a couple cars, sippin’ a cup of tea
No teacup, this a bully (Bully)
I re’d up with a fully (Bah)
My mood change about money (Uh)
Might open up another company
Put that in an LLC (LC)
Like, “How you gonna try to sue me?” (Sue me?)
My jogging pants filled with two G’s (Two G’s)
My jogging pants filled with few G’s (Who we?)
I surround myself with a few G’s (Few G’s)
Wait a minute, let me follow this
You think because I got a scholarship
That I don’t need dollars just to parlay with? What? (What?)
Manziel had the highest sellin’ jersey
Bron moved back to Cleveland
Drake made a song ’bout him
Man, he ain’t even workin’
NCAA (Damn), we the young and dangerous (Damn)
We be ballin’ hard, yeah, I just want some paper, yeah
NCAA, yeah, we the young and dangerous, yeah
We be ballin’ hard, yeah, I just want some paper, yeah
NCAA, yeah, set the record straight (Set it)
Come on in (Come on in), come on in (Come on in)
NCAA, yeah, we the young and dangerous, yeah
We be ballin’ hard, yeah, I just want some paper, yeah