[Intro: Kankan & SSGKobe]
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: SSGKobe]
Tricks are for kids, ho, you better know that
Snipers in the gang, I feel like Kodak
I got a bad bitch, yeah, she so bad
Pockets on Rick Ross, yeah, they so fat
She love my wood, yeah, she love my body
She slut fasho, climbed up in the Masi'
OG, yes, I feel like Jay Gotti
Groupie-ass bitch, climbed up in the lobby
She know I put it in, I ain't 'bout to try again
Lil' baby, this a beamer, this not a Benz
Smokin' away my sorrows
They'll be lucky I ain't dead by tomorrow
Got a bitch, I'ma fly to her, she like, "Yeah"
And she really don't like when we fight, yeah
It's blood on my denim like a dead body, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Kankan]
Swayin' them girls, I feel ET
He claim that's his ho, but she callin' me
This .6 on my lap, say, "Hop in the beam"
I'm fuckin' his ho, she know I'm elite
Countin' my money, I'm lovin' my green
Kickin' shit, feel just like Bruce Lee
Feel like James Bond 'cause I keep the beam
Me and Kobe, yeah, we up on the scene
N***as watchin' like I'm up on the screen
Number (N)ine, mix that shit with the Bape
Ain't lovin' this ho, no, she not bae
I'm on my grind, boy, I don't even skate
I'm fuckin' this ho, she know I'm the one
Bitch, I'm defined, yeah, D1
Pockets on fat, like Big Pun
I'm in the H, I'm sippin' on mud
[Verse 3: Kankan]
These n***as so goofy, I'm laughin' at them
I'm blessin' that boy, just like a gem
I'm fuckin' his ho, all on film
I'm ballin' on n***as, it's just like Space Jam
We ran up on him, now he in the gym
I walk up in Neiman, I feel like the man
Know she know me, boy, I'll be damned
I'm smokin' that cookie, got me Japan
You cap on the internet, lil' boy dumb
Real shooters run up in his home
N***as know that I'm finna be on
Tip-toe, hit his chromosone

[Outro: SSGKobe]
Tricks are for kids, ho, you better know that
Snipers in the gang, I feel like Kodak
I got a bad bitch, yeah, she so bad
Pockets on Rick Ross, yeah, they so fat
She love my wood, yeah, she love my body
She slut fasho, climbed up in the Masi'
OG, yes, I feel like Jay Gotti
Groupie-ass bitch, climbed up in the lobby
She know I put it in, I ain't 'bout to try again
Lil' baby, this a beamer, this not a Benz