FivesUpRoddy - Kobe Year

Leave yo shit at home this shit can't have no traces
(Ain't no fakin boy)
Love the money I be on FaceTime wit blue faces
(That's my baby boy)
And this shit I'm smokin I might not make it off that yink yussy I'm fryin shit get flipped over like some bacon
(Get the flamin boy)
Grab the chop make it fla fla
(Glah glah nigga)
Shoot em til I see the whiteside
(Hassan nigga)
They like damn who got that gen 5
(That's mine nigga)
Drako wit a drum a FN wit a dot
(Her two side niggas)
Stay inside you know we got the drop
(Fore we slide nigga)
You ain't seen no shit like this shoot out a glock
(Omg nigga)
Check yo dawg he might just be a cop all that info you be saying then wonder why they at yah spot
They say I'm cap when they be cappin
Watchin all my stories man got you lurkin me like a bad bitch (bitch)
Hollows hit em and I bet the nigga prolly never knew that he could backflip
All my problems I do hands on and he'll fuck around get packaged
Water dripping from a nigga wrist ima fuck around need a napkin
I don't care about the story nigga man just call a nigga when It's action
They be thuggin on the internet and they be talking like they really active
Then they wanna get they big homie when they fuck around and meet a savage
When that day come let's see who really bout it
Nah a nigga not a crash out but if I run down then forget about em
Better watch it when you talk to niggas if you talk to me then you really wildin
I don't care who you talk man that's not for you that's for everybody
Boy was quiet when he was younger now he older boy
Man this ain't no get back he killed that nigga for closure boy
Top opp on a target put that nigga as a poster boy
Smokin on that pink pwussa shit that got me floatin boy

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