(Hook)
Got the streets talkin'
Wanna swing on me
Do my thing, oh ya
Ya know the season long as shit
Got the seats on field
I'm the reason y'all here
Everybody talkin'
Feel like I'm Bryce Harper

(Verse)
I just got a place at, where the Nats play at
So I'm south side bound
Where that L-O-K at
I'm a legend, ya that
I'm a lion in the nat
Throw some Geo on the mound
But i can G hoes like I'm Matt
I'ma be all on her mind and I still bring it back
If i swing a lil game
Ya ain't neva catchin' that
And the Florida Brady
And my shoulder braided
Ya should bring yo fans out
I be stealin' bases
This that bible say shit
This that round the way shit
This that got work and Max Scherzer perfect game shit
Ya know they probably sayin' they see no correlation
But the bottom of a nine is where a lot of games end

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
I just got a place at, where the Nats play at
Feel like Dusty Errsent, feel like Dusty Baker
Tell em' fuck pay me
Tell em' i don't do a lot
Maryland like Scott Van Pelt
Rest in peace to Stewart Scott
Booyah-booyah boom-shackalaka!
Who want, who want, who want what
They gon' know my Jason Worth
Left field verses worth a lot
Front Maybach yea that's the club
Ya know who that's Papelbon
See that's my teammate and I got luv
And I still got his back for good
Luvin' every last hood
Wax and zay they on the yard
This ain't Stephen Strasburg
Yo ass tech Ya off the squad
I'm in the post I'm in the source
I'm in the 'burbs I'm in the odd
Don't pitch no birds but off them words out that third I'm Escobar

(Hook)