AJT and MJeezy - Kobe

I fuck your bitch then I ghost
Had my balls in her throat
Then she went home to kiss you
Now the balls in your court
All my kids call me goat
All my sons call me lord
Chop your hand if you step up
I'm Darth Vader with the sword
Like coke boys with the racks
Bitch I'm wavey to the max
I'm wave god-ing on your ass
Like when the b after max
Life gave me lemons; I mixed that shit with the liquor. Go figure
Like a left hook to the body
A straight hit to the liver
I'm flex bombing on this shit
I'm Black Mamba with the wrist
I'm Jeff Dahmer when I'm pissed
I'm the Unabomber with a twist
I'm a hit man with a list
Bitch I'm shady like the mist
I'm Mike Tyson with the lisp
I'm J Falcon with the dick
I took three shots like I'm Kobe
Put 'em all in the net
Kind of feels like you owe me
Better pay up your debt
We ain't friends we ain't homies
Gotta keep you in check
I got three stripes like an OG
Better show some respect
I took three shots like I'm Kobe
Put 'em all in the net
Kind of feels like you owe me
Better pay up your debt
We ain't friends we ain't homies
Gotta keep you in check
I got three stripes like an OG
Better show some respect
We ain't got nothing in common
Always keep that in mind
I'm Benihana's with the ramen
This knife work is divine
Pierce you up Dennis Rodman
Aiming right for the spine
You can call me Bin Laden
I'm 11 outta 9
I'm Sindibadin
Within the tracks
I been the baddest
Spent the cash
Invest in assets
Been so lavish
Sent the masses
A scent of madness
With benzine tracks
And a bin of matches
Skimmed the trash
And I skinned the rashes
Befriended bastards, to get at bastards
I been the mad king
You been attracted to Bentley bangers
I been the track king
Lately asking, which lady I will just bend and bash in
Skid and crash in kids and laugh and sync the blast with 6 attacks and
I took three shots like I'm Kobe
Put 'em all in the net
Kind of feels like you owe me
Better pay up your debt
We ain't friends we ain't homies
Gotta keep you in check
I got three stripes like an OG
Better show some respect
I took three shots like I'm Kobe
Put 'em all in the net
Kind of feels like you owe me
Better pay up your debt
We ain't friends we ain't homies
Gotta keep you in check
I got three stripes like an OG
Better show some respect
We ain't got nothing in common
Always keep that in mind
I'm Benihana's with the ramen
This knife work is divine
Pierce you up Dennis Rodman
Aiming right for the spine
You can call me Bin Laden
I'm 11 outta 9

Written by:
Anthony Tchilinguirian, Mohamed Jazmati

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