Kobe ft. Sco4rmdago Lyrics

One two three four five six seven eight Kobe

I just hit a bus down not talkin bout a rollie

I'm gon let my nuts hang don't act like you know me

Sippin' on this wine got me holy

One two three four five six seven eight Kobe

I just hit a bus down not talkin bout a rollie

I'm gon let my nuts hang don't act like you know me

Sippin' on this wine got me holy

Moscato the bottle and shorty a hottie I'm goin full throttle

She hopped in a automobile I gave her more bills to follow

I'm dripped in that gold but I want the green, yeah I want the mold oh

She here for my soul, cause I got a safe that come with a code oh

Colder than a flu all these hunnids nothin' new

Just make sure they all Nipsey gotta make sure they all blue

Red dot beam up on your crew fiends on lean they pushin' snooze

Spillin' my dreams up in this booth million dollar ways to get the loot

Look at me up they want me to win but pray that I lose it's never enough

No bringin' the beef got Hines on my steak you know how I'm cut

Can't marry a slut vacay on a hut move like Italian alfredo I'm saucin it up

She want a nigga like me for life climbed up top and beat the odds

I cannot fall or sabotage drop top look like a mirage

Grapes to the mouth and a massage guess this what a king feel like

They can't hold me down they can't hold me down bitch I'm a king in real life

One two three four five six seven eight Kobe

I just hit a bus down not talkin bout a rollie

I'm gon let my nuts hang don't act like you know me

Sippin' on this wine got me holy

One two three four five six seven eight Kobe

I just hit a bus down not talkin bout a rollie

I'm gon let my nuts hang don't act like you know me

Sippin' on this wine got me holy

Euro step a hater shake 'em off me like Ginobili

I pass the chick to Air behind the back I feel like Kobe

She fuck me like she owe me but I don't really know her

Sheesh I'm super drunk pick up my phone like where's my chauffeur

Go to the club and get backends

Made the lil bitch do a back bend

Only can come if you got friends

Just met a girl with a black Benz

My diamonds they dance off the Coogi

My pockets they stuffed with the blue cheese

We lit as fuck Issa movie

She like how I kick it no Bruce Lee

She like how I kick it no judo we stuffed in a 2 door ain't rockin' with you tho

The flick of the wrist after we hit a score we do it for 2-4

I'm smokin' gelato yea Air got the scato you play now you hit wit a hollow

We chasing a dream we live for the moment we don't really care bout tomorrow, go, go

One two three four five six seven eight Kobe

I just hit a bus down not talkin bout a rollie

I'm gon let my nuts hang don't act like you know me

Sippin on this wine got me holy