RIP Kobe

[Intro]
(Phew, phew)
(Wipe ya' ass boys, SBDSM, alright, look)

[Verse]
They like, "Tron, is that you?"
Hoodie, mask, gloves, shades, how they knew?
GLE, it's built like a rendezvous
The yercs got me laced, I'm in a Kanye mood
Yo' main mans snaked, you pulling Sanjay moves
Tell him bring another deuce, who pop ain't through?
I don't know who cup this is, but they better watch they juice
This za can take you on a ride, next stop Jesus
You ain't blowing za, that's K2 or straight boof
Once upon a time I ain't have it, I'm so thankful, so grateful
I'm so hateful without yercs, I'm so anxious
I got a vendor for the one things, he Croatian
Balenciaga right now, but I'll still go ASICS
Lil' ho go that wa-wa, turned the bed into Oasis
You can smell the fumes rising from the dope in the basement
Lil' Fuzz punch mad, hit the road and go raging
Lil' Fuzz punch mad, hit sto's, he so angry
Hop up in my punch bag and punch mags, these poles janky
I told the plug to hurry 'cause these folks cranky
Crunch time, I go Brady, all the pressure don't phase me
I never walked a chain down, I just bought 'em
He never walked a brain down, he just talking
Fuzz caught a greyhound from H-Town to Austin
Then setup shop and caught a one-way to Boston
Tryna teach him to emboss it, but he rather catch Spalding's
You know I gotta overdo it, extra sauce it
Matty Boy, he charged me two racks for extra crosses
Plus, the shoes two racks, I step with caution
Life a movie ain't no pressing pause though
The mancave look just like a Costco
I hope y'all got insurance, send her home with her jaws broke
I see you specialize in walking out the mall broke
What you spend it all for? Man
That ain't how you ball, bro
All the sauce you lost though
He dressing like he off dope, I think he lost hope
And how it smells, it's been years since he bought soap
If you ain't tryna add O's, what is the talk for?
It's a tricep in this savanna, so my calf strong
We'll turn a thug into bones at the crossroads
I told granny pray for bro 'cause he a lost soul
[?] if they want it, boy, I'll be done caught smoke
I would've caught a case, they pop the truck, I could've caught four
You know where all dogs go
Until then it's Hellhound, the RX for offroad
If y'all sip drank for real, y'all wouldn't have caught colds
You the type to shop Kohl's, please don't talk clothes
Arms burning, I'ma shop until the mall's closed
Top dog, I'ma step until my paws broke
Top dog, they gon' need a couple leashes
[Hoodie say hat?] but lil' bro, he double evil
Ridin' 'round double barrel, ain't it hunting season?
It's gon' be the same me, dolo versus a hundred people
Yo' ring microscopic, damn near non-existent
Go ahead and milk it though, I guess you optimistic
It's unbelievable that I ain't used to have a pot to piss in
Now I can drop a bag of bricks and probably rock the kitchen
And probably shock the trenches
R.I.P Kobe, I'm getting kinda nervous, where the chopper headed?
I told the pilot drop me off on top of Lenox
I brought some guap for spending
This the eighth fucking time I'm finna drop a pendant
You hip?