This is a song about "Im making bank like kobe"

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

From rappad like a bank, you have been withdrawn

Wanna see you work your body

Like the times my bank starts texting me

U lack the spice, black n' white like bank robbers be

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Presidential status got me ballin like kobe and shaq,

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

You kids don't know me, cold clutch like kobe.

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

Ballin like i'm kobe,

Round my motherfuckin way

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

In my own group, i ball so hard the they dont think but know im kobe, im drainin every hoop,