Kobe En LA

I have a price on my head, I don't know what to do
Every night I think about how to get out
What does he want from me? What does he want from me?
He wants to kill me, I want to die

When you're not close to me
I want you just for me (yes)

All night, all night
They don't leave me alone, they don't leave me alone
All night, all night
They don't leave me alone, they don't leave me alone

The chain with the face of Jesus Christ
Today it protects me when I go out, hey
When he kneels in front of me
It seems like he's praying (amen)

And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
During quarantine we hit you with the spray
In PR they want me like Kobe in LA

And tell me something
If I die and maybe I don't save myself

And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
During quarantine we hit you with the spray
In PR they want me like Kobe in LA

Yes, like Kobe
That ass knows it's body
Easy money like Myke, easy money
I won't die without exploiting the Choli
And bastard, I don't listen
I have a thousand tattoos on my arms
I don't want chorus, no hugs
Your envy for the bug I pass it
And a lot of original clothes, but you're fake
My flow is diabolic like the three six
Bastards, they have to mess with me
Without going to Cuba the Cubans, ask Fidel
I don't listen, I have a thousand tattoos on my arms
And I don't want chorus, no hugs
(Your envy for the bug I pass it)

The chain with the face of Jesus Christ
Today it protects me when I go out, hey
When he kneels in front of me
It seems like he's praying (amen)

And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
During quarantine we hit you with the spray
In PR they want me like Kobe in LA

And tell me something
If I die and maybe I don't save myself

And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
During quarantine we hit you with the spray
In PR they want me like Kobe in LA

Curry in the Golden State
The Retro 12 when it came out in '96
They pause it, but the movie continues to play
These bastards copied and pasted my flow
Diamonds below zero
Women move their asses like it's a brothel
I'm the first of the new ones
I've been charting on the Billboard for a whole year, bastard
Lil Pump, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
They suck my dick all the Millo Gang
Here we crash you like I did with the Can-Am
I have a baby who makes more money than you on OnlyFans
And when I grab the comb I give it a blowout
If your boyfriend doesn't lick your ass, let him fill your gas tank
Two watches on one arm
And your envy for the bug I pass it

The chain with the face of Jesus Christ
Today it protects me when I go out, hey
When he kneels in front of me
It seems like he's praying (amen)

And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
During quarantine we hit you with the spray
In PR they want me like Kobe in LA

And tell me something
If I die and maybe I don't save myself

And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
During quarantine we hit you with the spray
In PR they want me like Kobe in LA

In PR they want me like Kobe in LA
In PR they want me like Kobe in LA
Uh, when I was little mom said
Woh-woh, girl, don't lose your shine
No, don't wait for me
Look for the sunny day, baby
Even if it rains
You will be
You will be like Kobe
Like Kobe (mom, mom)
Like Kobe (mom, mom)
Mom (uh)
Mom, eh, eh