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jotaro & dio - kobe24 lyrics

[verse 1: kasher quon and undefinedthegod]
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i just picked this lil’ b*tch up at one in the mornin’ (come on)
but i gotta leave in an hour, i gotta perform
my cousin on the road right now with oranges (pills)
i got a fan in the room right now, she tryna record it (a fan)
but i told that b*tch bag up (bag up)
a fan got too close in the mall, i said “back up” (back up)
i’m finna pull up on this b*tch in a lamb truck (skrrt)
but it ain’t mines, i just got it off of enterprise
finally bust your first scam, what, you want a prize?
showed this b*tch 20k, she was mesmerized (here)
caught one of my opps and that n*gga was terrified (scared)
i just karo’ed a n*gga juice with theraflu
this b*tch sucked my d*ck for an hour, i’m scared of you
i’m finna take my b*tch to the mall for a pair of shoes
i’ll have a n*gga come k!ll you for a pair of shoes
i got two bad*ass hoes in the living room
[verse 2: kobe24]
almost went to jail for [?] so i need to sit and chill
this b*tch want me to come over and netflix and chill
i think she want me to come over and pay her wifi bill
beat this one n*gga’s ass for givin’ me a fake pill (stupid)
wearin’ fake chains is gon’ turn your neck green
i heard your big homie a rat like tom and jerry
i f*cked a white b*tch from portland named katy perry (i did)
a package got seized one time, and that was scary (it was!)
i’m sick n*ggas out here wearin’ d*ckies
my plug ’bout to go buy another maserati
n*ggas get locked up, start singin’ like tekashi
free my brother right now, sittin’ in the county (free him)
n*ggas f*cked up, can’t buy a box of cookies (d*mn)
i’m smokin’ some exotic ass sh*t, it’s kinda pricy (it is)
this b*tch ugly as h*ll, she like cthulhu!
you was a shooter back then, now you turned to a fruit loop
i sold a bag of runtz and filled it with froot loops
i’m chasin’ bands right now, i can’t speak for you (i can’t)
i saw my opps at the mall with some beat*up shoes
this b*tch ain’t have enough to pay her hulu (sad)
my uncle a crackhead, i think he bobby brown
n*ggas get fronted, don’t make back off a pound
i’m a dog*ass n*gga, just throw me in the pound
n*ggas broke as f*ck, can’t even get they car out of impound
next year i’m finna go buy a [?]
i just f*cked a redhead b*tch, i think it was wendy
how you wear designer clothes but you work at wendy’s? (burger)
n*ggas flashin’ 1’s when they showin’ off they money
had to stop f*ckin’ with a couple n*ggas, they was iffy
finna make a power play, i’ll be there in a jiffy
almost k!lled this one lil n*gga over 50
finna get rich or die tryin’, like 50 (here i come bro)

- kobe24 lyrics

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