This is a song about "Kobe brya"

So whos yo neighbor? well i know it ain't kobe/

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

So here's a toast to the east coast run / kobe gonna take the trophy easy son

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

And you love being kobe when you make the lay up

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Got her wet like kobe, swish

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

You say that u be ballin like kobe but your whack

Ball like kobe bryant/

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Once saw 48 net 81 points for kobe bryant

Secret society all we ask is trust

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

And ima clear my name like kobe bryant