"Kobe" lyrics
Skii
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Shit real life, nigga
Skii, yeah, ayy
I was flat, but now I'm loaded, smokin' gas, it got me rollin' (Skii)
Pour my cup, it got me floatin', bitch, I'm bussin' like this Rollie
Like my pape', I'm never foldin', not a simp, I fuck these hoes (Yeah)
And keep it P like my Koly and I ball just like Kobe
Ain't shit changed, I'm still the old me, say you real, you gotta show me (Yeah)
Should've listened what ma told me, said them niggas wasn't my homie
At the top, Skii all alone, he tryna grind and bring it home (Skii)
She got that WAP, it's macaroni, cover girl, come put it on me (Uh)
Makin' music off the phone, my nigga told me I'ma blow (Yeah)
Everybody thought shit was a joke, fuck niggas hatin' on the low
Ain't need no key, I kicked the door, I'm gon' be rich, one thing for sure (Yeah)
Ain't just yet, but, bitch, I'm close, still gotta grind and get some more (Cha-ching)
They couldn't see I was a star, they must've had they eyes closed
I always been a hustler, never worked a 9-to-5, though (Yeah)
I'm the type to put my team on and have 'em high rollin'
You the type of dude don't pass the ball, you see me wide open
She go' fuck 'cause I got motion, bad bitch, that pussy soakin' (Ugh)
To the top, I'm gettin' close, bro in the cell, my heart broken
Damn, I was really hopin' that you wouldn't switch on me
I thought them niggas' ass was real, whole time, they was just phony
Business, I'ma stand on it
I'm spittin' this hot shit, somebody need to put a fan on me
I'm outside, twenty grand on me
Still stayin' down, grindin', stickin' to the plan, homie
I ran this shit up from the ground, nigga, I prayed for this moment
I was flat, but now I'm loaded, smokin' gas, it got me rollin' (Yeah)
Pour my cup, it got me floatin', bitch, I'm bussin' like this Rollie (What?)
Like my pape', I'm never foldin', not a simp, I fuck these hoes
And keep it P like my Koly and I ball just like Kobe
Ain't shit changed, I'm still the old me, say you real, you gotta show me
Should've listened what ma told me, said them niggas wasn't my homie
At the top, Skii all alone, he tryna grind and bring it home
She got that WAP, it's macaroni, cover girl, come put it on me
Yeah, yeah
Skii, skii, skii
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Shit real life, nigga
Skii, yeah, ayy
I was flat, but now I'm loaded, smokin' gas, it got me rollin' (Skii)
Pour my cup, it got me floatin', bitch, I'm bussin' like this Rollie
Like my pape', I'm never foldin', not a simp, I fuck these hoes (Yeah)
And keep it P like my Koly and I ball just like Kobe
Ain't shit changed, I'm still the old me, say you real, you gotta show me (Yeah)
Should've listened what ma told me, said them niggas wasn't my homie
At the top, Skii all alone, he tryna grind and bring it home (Skii)
She got that WAP, it's macaroni, cover girl, come put it on me (Uh)
Makin' music off the phone, my nigga told me I'ma blow (Yeah)
Everybody thought shit was a joke, fuck niggas hatin' on the low
Ain't need no key, I kicked the door, I'm gon' be rich, one thing for sure (Yeah)
Ain't just yet, but, bitch, I'm close, still gotta grind and get some more (Cha-ching)
They couldn't see I was a star, they must've had they eyes closed
I always been a hustler, never worked a 9-to-5, though (Yeah)
I'm the type to put my team on and have 'em high rollin'
You the type of dude don't pass the ball, you see me wide open
She go' fuck 'cause I got motion, bad bitch, that pussy soakin' (Ugh)
To the top, I'm gettin' close, bro in the cell, my heart broken
Damn, I was really hopin' that you wouldn't switch on me
I thought them niggas' ass was real, whole time, they was just phony
Business, I'ma stand on it
I'm spittin' this hot shit, somebody need to put a fan on me
I'm outside, twenty grand on me
Still stayin' down, grindin', stickin' to the plan, homie
I ran this shit up from the ground, nigga, I prayed for this moment
I was flat, but now I'm loaded, smokin' gas, it got me rollin' (Yeah)
Pour my cup, it got me floatin', bitch, I'm bussin' like this Rollie (What?)
Like my pape', I'm never foldin', not a simp, I fuck these hoes
And keep it P like my Koly and I ball just like Kobe
Ain't shit changed, I'm still the old me, say you real, you gotta show me
Should've listened what ma told me, said them niggas wasn't my homie
At the top, Skii all alone, he tryna grind and bring it home
She got that WAP, it's macaroni, cover girl, come put it on me
Yeah, yeah
Skii, skii, skii
Writer(s): Tyler Meeks
