Gunna - Kobe lyrics

Sergio Giavanni Kitchens [College Park, Georgia. USA.]

[Gunna - Kobe lyrics]

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

A lot of niggas 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 niggas get killed
Young Derek Jeter, I been in the field
She only fuckin' me 'cause I pay her bills

Uh, pretty bitch 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 niggas 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 niggas get killed
Young Derek Jeter, I been in the field
She only fuckin' me 'cause I pay her bills

She only fuckin' me 'cause I give her D
Pussy 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', niggas not important
Twenty six PJ’s, we all was boardin'
Fuckin' this pretty vibe at
Five in the mornin' (Vibe)
I came out the hood, got lots of stories
Now I shit on niggas, yeah
Got to feed 'em, I cannot ignore em
Headed to the top
Don’t know how fast we goin'

A lot of niggas 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 niggas get killed
Young Derek Jeter, I been in the field
She only fuckin' me 'cause I pay her bills
(yeah)

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