Kobe Fro
I'm thankful for them days
I miss my niggas it won't be the same
They say when a real nigga dies it's starts to pouring rain
My cousin crashing at my crib my mama running out of space
40 bands and my social stashed in the ceiling safe
My 33rd tee, drew balance, denim overseas
20k for the smack it's done but ain't no guarantees
I ain't say i did it first but after me they copied me
Still a street nigga I'm wearing air forces at the beach
This flow thou
4 niggas masked up jumping out the 4 door
Bro love me some much I get it by the BOGO
A mugshot they only time my niggas taking photos
Y'all got a lil buzz y'all niggas so so
But I been him, and i does this and I does that
My flow crack
We two strapped like backpacks
I'm in the hood like brown bags
I mean wax bags, no Scratch that
I put it up he gon match that
No pap pap it's all facts
We swiping shit no price tags
Nigga you's a bitch you and hoe
You ain't bout that life and everybody knows
Niggas got the drop and they rushing thru the door
I was with the shits back when Kobe had the fro
Nigga you's a bitch you and hoe
You ain't bout that life and everybody knows
Niggas got the drop and they rushing thru the door
I was with the shits back when Kobe had the fro
These jits jumping off the porch early trynna make a name
Whenever im in Brooklyn hit up Venture im just touching base
I don't put niggas in my vids if they got open case
Hand to hands and agreements made on a staircase
Dirty needles laying in the park by where the children play
He don't ask for much just to shower and a place to pray
If u keep hiding they gon shoot ya baby mamas place
If being broke is a joke then why we laughing at the bank
Niggas on the strip, i got the flip cause i'm the coldest one
Rather jump you then break a sweat to do a one on one
I don't care for the praise and daps i need a honeybun
If you my kin or my team then you will never owe me none
Ombré leather got the boy smelling like a Porsche whip
The ones with the most opinions really don't be on shit
Imma mind me biz lay low and let the bread flip
All black and masked up my niggas really on shit
Nigga you's a bitch you and hoe
You ain't bout that life and everybody knows
Niggas got the drop and they rushing thru the door
I was with the shits back when Kobe had the fro
Nigga you's a bitch you and hoe
You ain't bout that life and everybody knows
Niggas got the drop and they rushing thru the door
I was with the shits back when Kobe had the fro
I miss my niggas it won't be the same
They say when a real nigga dies it's starts to pouring rain
My cousin crashing at my crib my mama running out of space
40 bands and my social stashed in the ceiling safe
My 33rd tee, drew balance, denim overseas
20k for the smack it's done but ain't no guarantees
I ain't say i did it first but after me they copied me
Still a street nigga I'm wearing air forces at the beach
This flow thou
4 niggas masked up jumping out the 4 door
Bro love me some much I get it by the BOGO
A mugshot they only time my niggas taking photos
Y'all got a lil buzz y'all niggas so so
But I been him, and i does this and I does that
My flow crack
We two strapped like backpacks
I'm in the hood like brown bags
I mean wax bags, no Scratch that
I put it up he gon match that
No pap pap it's all facts
We swiping shit no price tags
Nigga you's a bitch you and hoe
You ain't bout that life and everybody knows
Niggas got the drop and they rushing thru the door
I was with the shits back when Kobe had the fro
Nigga you's a bitch you and hoe
You ain't bout that life and everybody knows
Niggas got the drop and they rushing thru the door
I was with the shits back when Kobe had the fro
These jits jumping off the porch early trynna make a name
Whenever im in Brooklyn hit up Venture im just touching base
I don't put niggas in my vids if they got open case
Hand to hands and agreements made on a staircase
Dirty needles laying in the park by where the children play
He don't ask for much just to shower and a place to pray
If u keep hiding they gon shoot ya baby mamas place
If being broke is a joke then why we laughing at the bank
Niggas on the strip, i got the flip cause i'm the coldest one
Rather jump you then break a sweat to do a one on one
I don't care for the praise and daps i need a honeybun
If you my kin or my team then you will never owe me none
Ombré leather got the boy smelling like a Porsche whip
The ones with the most opinions really don't be on shit
Imma mind me biz lay low and let the bread flip
All black and masked up my niggas really on shit
Nigga you's a bitch you and hoe
You ain't bout that life and everybody knows
Niggas got the drop and they rushing thru the door
I was with the shits back when Kobe had the fro
Nigga you's a bitch you and hoe
You ain't bout that life and everybody knows
Niggas got the drop and they rushing thru the door
I was with the shits back when Kobe had the fro
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Writer(s): Jahel Laurent, Aidan Higdon
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