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They like kobe where the fuck you been. don't worry bout it nigga
They like kobe you need to slow it down
I been trying I can't do it
I been outside all day a nigga gotta get to it
Got bags for sale, scared to meet up I'll beat ya mail
I can eyeball a bowl nigga fuck a scale
Got her touching her toes while
I pull her hair
Might snatch it out cause I aint pay for it
They shot my brother but they paid for it
I won't speak on what's done but I'll lay for it
They done miss like a hunned' lets thank the lord
My ide' had broke this my second life (asè)
4 pigeons had to sacrifice
They had me locked down I was writing kites
Nigga free suf he still writing kites
Yeen never had to sleep with a fucking knife, naw nigga yeen did that
I just be asking one question nigga, name a time that we aint buss back
I'm quick to steppin no chit chat
And to them niggas who had shot the whip up
Boy ya nickname better aim, better yet call em free stain
Put a nigga on fox niggas know my name
Get to poppin us shawty can't be thinkin
In county jail dont ask me what I bang
Shit real mafia ion gang bang
You know im livin like stick nigga
On my mama we on the same thang I just bought some new sticks nigga
Might just gone head and snatch me some chains
Catch ya favorite rapper make a name
I'm accepting everything it bring
All smoke we dont never choke
They gone slide when I say im the fucking pope
This another nigga hoe im still in her throat
Dont send ya addy better drop ya lo
Lil bra aint no opp I just hit his hoe
Yeah it's time to get high yeah smokin bro
You know I keep it on me but ion let it show
Stay doubled down even in the yo
Keep a extra gun like rambo
When I tap da switch you better duck low
Better play dead lay up on the floor
It dont matter the situation I stand all 10
Can't name a nigga showed me ima hoe (who)
We violated him shot at his friends he had his gun and he aint even blow (pumpfakin ah nigga)
Might snatch it out cause I aint pay for it
They shot my brother but they paid for it
I won't speak on what's done but I'll lay for it
They done miss like a hunned' lets thank the lord
My ide' had broke this my second life (asè)
4 pigeons had to sacrifice
They had me locked down I was writing kites
Nigga free suf he still writing kites
Yeen never had to sleep with a fucking knife, naw nigga yeen did that
I just be asking one question nigga, name a time that we aint buss back
I'm quick to steppin no chit chat
And to them niggas who had shot the whip up
Boy ya nickname better aim, better yet call em free stain
Call em free stain
Come on man
They like kobe you need to slow it down
I been trying I can't do it
I been outside all day a nigga gotta get to it
Got bags for sale, scared to meet up I'll beat ya mail
I can eyeball a bowl nigga fuck a scale
Got her touching her toes while
I pull her hair
Might snatch it out cause I aint pay for it
They shot my brother but they paid for it
I won't speak on what's done but I'll lay for it
They done miss like a hunned' lets thank the lord
My ide' had broke this my second life (asè)
4 pigeons had to sacrifice
They had me locked down I was writing kites
Nigga free suf he still writing kites
Yeen never had to sleep with a fucking knife, naw nigga yeen did that
I just be asking one question nigga, name a time that we aint buss back
I'm quick to steppin no chit chat
And to them niggas who had shot the whip up
Boy ya nickname better aim, better yet call em free stain
Put a nigga on fox niggas know my name
Get to poppin us shawty can't be thinkin
In county jail dont ask me what I bang
Shit real mafia ion gang bang
You know im livin like stick nigga
On my mama we on the same thang I just bought some new sticks nigga
Might just gone head and snatch me some chains
Catch ya favorite rapper make a name
I'm accepting everything it bring
All smoke we dont never choke
They gone slide when I say im the fucking pope
This another nigga hoe im still in her throat
Dont send ya addy better drop ya lo
Lil bra aint no opp I just hit his hoe
Yeah it's time to get high yeah smokin bro
You know I keep it on me but ion let it show
Stay doubled down even in the yo
Keep a extra gun like rambo
When I tap da switch you better duck low
Better play dead lay up on the floor
It dont matter the situation I stand all 10
Can't name a nigga showed me ima hoe (who)
We violated him shot at his friends he had his gun and he aint even blow (pumpfakin ah nigga)
Might snatch it out cause I aint pay for it
They shot my brother but they paid for it
I won't speak on what's done but I'll lay for it
They done miss like a hunned' lets thank the lord
My ide' had broke this my second life (asè)
4 pigeons had to sacrifice
They had me locked down I was writing kites
Nigga free suf he still writing kites
Yeen never had to sleep with a fucking knife, naw nigga yeen did that
I just be asking one question nigga, name a time that we aint buss back
I'm quick to steppin no chit chat
And to them niggas who had shot the whip up
Boy ya nickname better aim, better yet call em free stain
Call em free stain
Come on man
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Writer(s): Kobe Griffin
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