Kobe NBA

[Intro]
No but really I'm a rapper now
Fuck you all

[Chorus]
I really think that I'm ballin'
I really think that I'm Kobe
Catch me in purple and gold
Catch me with a matching Rolly
I be in the hollywood hills
Your paycheck is one of my room service bills
I really think that I'm ballin'
I really think that I'm Kobe

[Verse 1]
Sell out my shows they be packed
Fuck your bitch once give him back
Turn on my phone
Leave me alone
Bitch, I can't call you back
I run through this money like track
All of your new shit is whack
Your boyfriend in all my DMs
I don't even follow him back
Sponsors they blow up my phone
Crazy to think that i started from home
Aw but they love me and my bullshit home
With it I'm out and I'm never alone
I don't have any regrets
Whole time I've been getting collabs
Drop me in front of the jet
Destination LA X