Soulja Boy, Smooky MarGielaa - Ball Like I'm Kobe lyrics

Yeah, gang (Fuck nigga) young draco, nigga
Fuck wrong wit' you pussy ass niggas
(Lame ass niggas) lame ass nigga
(Young draco, came straight out the trenches)
On your cap, boy (Know that, gang)
On my mama, nigga (yeah, ugh)

Most of these niggas be phony
Pull on your block and I spray that shit up
On my lonely
Back in the trap I was eatin baloney
Walk in the club with 100k cash on me
New Lambo do the dash on it
Disrespect your momma, then I splash on it
Painted Lambo like the flash on it
The Rollie hit hard
The flash ain't even on it
I'm ridin in the Lamb with the
Gas ain't even on it
Bad bitch and I didn't even
Throw no cash on it (Cash)
Draco sittin' in my lap with
A hunnid rounds on me (Draco)
Tell me who the fuck want it
Pull up, nigga, then I let y'all pop (Boom)
We send shots so I see your body drop
Young Draco, nigga, you know I'm hot
Been in the kitchen, I beat up the pot
Gettin' money like me, nigga I think not
I hop in the Lamb and I drop off the top
I walk in the Louis, I'm spendin a guap
(Guap)
Walk in the strip club and I throw guap
Pussy ass lame ass cap rap nigga
When I see you in the streets
You know you get slapped nigga
You a fuck boy and you know you wack nigga
AK-47 came with the shoulder strap, nigga
Young Draco dump a nigga body in the river
Broad day with the AK
You know Ima spray, my nigga
Tryna ride, don't do that, my nigga
I pop out that cut with my finger on trigger
Young Draco you know I'm that nigga
Smokin' on gas, fuckin' your sister
I'm ridin' round town in the Lambo
Two choppers I'm like Rambo
Pop out that cut and I shoot
That shit up like I'm Elmo
Pull on your block with the
223 spray with the heat
Young Draco nigga got bricks in the Jeep
Young Draco nigga made money in sleep
223 bullets they spray out the street
223 bullets they spray up your house
Ridin' in foreigns I can't pronounce
Fuckin' your bitch then kickin' her out
Pop out that cut put a stick in your mouth
I Gucci the ceilin' but Louis the couch
I'm Young Draco, nigga I'm never in drought
We makin' more movies, gon air this bitch out
345 35 ridin through my trap
Yeah and you know it's all good
Rick in the steering wheel
And you know it's leather
Make the wrong move I'll shoot
You fuck nigga not Hollywood
Kill a fuck nigga then we dump
His body in the woods
Yeah we set him up, he was lackin'
He thought it was all good
Catch 'em down bad
Big Draco spray up your hood
Pull out the pistol, shot him in the face
Did it 'cause I could
35 for a Rollie, big Bag movin like smokey
And I ball just like Kobe
35 for a Rollie, with the stick like Ginobili
And I ball like Ginobili
And I ball just like Kobe
And this girl act like she know me
35 for a Rollie, Backwood like stokey
And I ball like Kobe
And I ball like I'm Kobe
Yeah, 35 for a Rollie, yeah
Look at this girl right here
Actin' like she know me
I ball just like Kobe, yeah

Yeah, bitch I ball just like Kobe
100 racks in the duffel
I got big bankrolls on me
Bitch get out my way
If it ain't the racks don't call me
Ridin' round in the Wraith
'member when I used to ride a stolen
Step on the scene
Diamonds blingin' blangin'
You can't even see
Too much green, I hopped on this jet
Right to overseas
Rollie, bust down, bust down
Try to fuck, bitch we got them
Foreign cars, Bentley Mulsanne
Catch me ridin' through the streets

35 for a Rollie, big Bag movin like smokey
And I ball just like Kobe
35 for a Rollie, with the stick like Ginobili
And I ball like Ginobili
And I ball just like Kobe
And this girl act like she know me
35 for a Rollie, Backwood like stokey
And I ball like Kobe
And I ball like I'm Kobe
Yeah, 35 for a Rollie, yeah
Look at this girl right here
Actin' like she know me
I ball just like Kobe, yeah