Calabasas

Lyrics

[Intro: SSGKobe] Yeah Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, okay, yeah, yeah Wait, hold on bro, who the fuck keep callin' my phone? Hey, never mind, fuck this bitch [Chorus: SSGKobe] One, two, three bad bitches sippin' Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy) Pulled up with your bitches then we left, yeah we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah) Niggas, they be cappin' on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?) I'ma fuck this thot like a GTA, she mission (Yeah, what?) [Verse 1: SSGKobe] And my bros booted up off the gas (Uh, where? Where?) And she bad (Ooh), shawty shakin' ass (Where?) In L.A. with Bia, he'll hit thе dash (Skrr, skrr) I just called my clans, we can clash (Baow) I get hеlla lit (Yeah), I'm a frat boy (Yeah) Frat boy (Frat boy), feel like Batman, I'm a bat, boy (I'm a bat, boy) Pull up with them sticks, we keep them bats, boy (Frrah, frrah) Niggas keep them tools, we never lack, boy (Frrah, frrah) And you said you bangin', that's an act, boy (Act, boy) 'Cause when we shot your crew, you was track, boy (Nyoom) You had turned on your gang, ain't comin' back, boy (Nah) Smokin' big 'Woods, not no Blacks, boy (Not no Blacks, boy) [Chorus: ssgkobe & $NOT] One, two, three bad bitches sippin' Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy) Pulled up with your bitches then we left, yeah we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah) Niggas, they be cappin' on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?) I'ma fuck this thot like a GTA, she mission (Yeah, ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: $NOT] I'ma check them niggas like I work for Nike, they won't like me Put your fist up, sticks down, come and fight me This a Phantom, ho, I can't go broke, bitch, I'm rich (Can't go broke, bitch) I'm a lick, I'm a walking brick, yeah, that be your bitch On my dick, I'm a rockstar, yeah, I'm rockin' shit In a coupe, I can't even lose, I be wit' your boo (Uh-uh) Talkin' shit, end up on the news, I got plenty tools (Where? Where? Where?) I got Jews makin' money too, this the life I live I can't choose, I got plenty moves, everything legit (Yeah, ayy) [Chorus: SSGKobe] One, two, three bad bitches sippin' Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy) Pulled up with your bitches then we left, yeah we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah) Niggas, they be cappin' on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?) I'ma fuck this thot like a GTA, she mission (Yeah, what?) [Outro: ssgkobe] I'ma fuck this thot, she a treesh, pourin' Wockhardt (Ayy) Pussy boy throwin' signs on Twitter, boy, you're not hard You could get your face fist-fucked, you play your cards right (Fuck) I'm a lil' kid, I like to eat Pop-Tarts