The city came out 'cause you know we goin' in
Pop champagne 'cause you know we gon' win (Get it)
Jordan, game six, my cigars all lit
Cut the net off that rim now
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings
Nothin' but net, you know I can't miss (No)
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings

Stackin' this paper like lasagna to the top (Woo)
Travelin', trippin' because I serve them the rock (Get it)
Thought I was Luka 'cause I'm in LA a lot (Woo)
Ain't worried about no clock
Steph Curry with the shot, ooh (Woo)
Jersey for a jersey, man, that ain't a swap (No)
If white men can't jump, why the fuck I'm fly? (Why?)
I pull up in the Rolls like I'm from the Chi (Skrrt)
Ain't no curfew, but you know I'm goin' in
Movеd up in the Wynn 'cause I can nevеr lose (Woo)
New York, I'm a Knick, I turned the float into a Yacht
Championship shit (Get it)
Married to the game now
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings

The city came out 'cause you know we goin' in
Pop champagne 'cause you know we gon' win (Get it)
Jordan, game six, my cigars all lit
Cut the net off that rim now
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings
Nothin' but net, you know I can't miss (No)
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings

Jersey smellin' like champagne, but still cravin' more rings
Wearin' all black in my last shot, 14s
Brand new bitch, even newer than New Orleans
That's my second home, I never knew her in 2014
You win the chip and you get to push the price up
Know what time it is when that bat signal lights up
Put that all black on, don't have to put no mask on
Get paid for my service, don't forget to add my tax on
Please, in my black cement 3s
Courtside at Chase, watchin' Steph, practicin' threes
Season tickets right next to 40
Big boss talk, my sensei is ready
he gon' pass me the keys to the Bay, uh
I've been chillin', I've been quiet, I've been humble
I've been silent, I've been peaceful, I've been private
But today I woke up violent, I'm the captain, I'm the pirate
Came to take my spot back
from whoever occupied it, it's mine

The city came out 'cause you know we goin' in (Yeah)
Pop champagne 'cause you know we gon' win (Get it)
Jordan, game six, my cigars all lit
Cut the net off that rim now
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings
Nothin' but net, you know I can't miss (No, get it)
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings
I'm ballin', I'm ballin' without you
I'm ballin', I'm ballin' without you
I'm ballin', I'm ballin' without you
I'm ballin', I'm ballin' without you, I won