CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Kobe

Yeah, uh, yeah
We ballin, ba-ballin' on these n***as
(Run that back, Turbo)
Shot-shot callin' on these n***as

A lot of n***as owe me, ballin' just like Kobe
I just dropped twenty four racks on my wrist
Paintings in the condo custom made by Cosey (Yeah)
Versace address, I dress up the crib
Out the jet my life private, can’t see how I live
Why you always flodgin'? That’s how n***as get killed
Young Derek Jeter, I been in the field
She only f**kin' me 'cause I pay her bills

Uh, pretty b*t*h with taste, I might eat hеr face (Oh)
Kiss below my waist, uh (Uh)
I been bankin' with Chase and I got two safеs
Drive like Triple A, uh
Freaky deeky hoes, nice expensive clothes
Pockets full of dough, I’ma dough boy
I speed at the Lowes, Rolex yellow gold
I want rose gold on a Rolls Royce
I can’t even lie, I been gettin' paid
All this hi-tec and wockhardt on my back
Shoppin' out of town, I got [?]
Valentino and some Jeffery bags
I like it, I buy it, not checkin' the tag
I fly to Dubai with a [?]
A lot don’t get to make it, I gotta last
Get you one good run, ain’t no second chance

A lot of n***as owe me, ballin' just like Kobe
I just dropped twenty four racks on my wrist
Paintings in the condo custom made by Cosey (Yeah)
Versace address, I dress up the crib
Out the jet my life private, can’t see how I live
Why you always flodgin'? That’s how n***as get killed
Young Derek Jeter, I been in the field
She only f**kin' me 'cause I pay her bills
She only f**kin' me 'cause I give her D
Pu**y wet as [?], figi water
Get money through the week, hundreds make it ease (Yeah)
Ballin' in the league, fourth quarter (Ball)
Coupe, I speed with a sports spoiler (Speed)
I’ma keep these hoes in order (Hoes in order)
Lamborghini keys 'cross the border (Cross the boarder)
Everyday been sippin' lean, over board (Over board)
real horse, drivin' these Porches (Uh)
Hope you not recordin', n***as not important
Twenty six PJ’s, we all was boardin'
F**kin' this pretty vibe at five in the mornin' (Vibe)
I came out the hood, got lots of stories
Now I sh*t on n***as, yeah [?]
Got to feed 'em, I cannot ignore em
Headed to the top, don’t know how fast we goin'

A lot of n***as owe me, ballin' just like Kobe
I just dropped twenty four racks on my wrist
Paintings in the condo custom made by Cosey (Yeah)
Versace address, I dress up the crib
Out the jet my life private, can’t see how I live
Why you always flodgin'? That’s how n***as get killed
Young Derek Jeter, I been in the field
She only f**kin' me 'cause I pay her bills (Yeah)