Kobe Season Songtext
von Millyz Feat. Benny the Butcher

I got a seven figure appetite, you know we eating
60 pointers in the bezel like it′s Kobe season, yeah
Rest in peace, Gigi Bryant
I'm rolling up a KD and easy wider
If Millyz send a beat, I know to bury it
I went straight to the league from lower Merion
With criminals when I post, it′s subliminals in your quotes
But we the chosen ones, our game identical with the goats


Yeah, lavish habits help me live excessive
Pistol for insurance, tryna be progressive
Tryna get this cream, I had to switch the method
Went an tripled up the gross, I'm not the one to mess with
Highly favored and I'm well protected
Armed security with vests because I′m so invested
Suckas only dissin′ when they feel neglected
Still, my shit slap like a domestic
Cocaina imported, she get geeked up and snort it
We put them hitters on the roof, turn BnBs to a fortress
You ain't got enough shooters for this game, that′s a forfeit
Ghost gonna blow his face out the orbit
Yeah, keepin' it honest I can′t speak with liars
You ain't never left ya block, and I′m a frequent flier
I told 'em Armor All the wheels, you gotta grease the tires
100 shots in the Burban when I'm leaving squire

I got a seven figure appetite, you know we eating
60 pointers in the bezel like it′s Kobe season, yeah
Rest in peace, Gigi Bryant
I′m rolling up a KD and an easy wider
If Millyz send a beat, I know to bury it
I went straight to the league from lower Merion
With criminals when I post, it's subliminals in your quotes
But we the chosen ones, our game identical with the goats


Cruising Collins in a lavender Lamb
Reminiscing when we used to get the package saraned
Up charge ′em for a half of a gram
357 incase the matic would jam
I always had bigger plans
Staring at my goals tryna attain 'em
Introduce my reality to my dreams and then acquaint ′em
I always knew what's goin′ on, I use to play dumb
Independant in my prime, I'm on my eighth run
Tryna have a Kobe season
Whole gang dripped in diamonds bitch you know we freezing
You still taking baby steps yeah we know you teething
Cross the line and I'll expose you weaklings
They still ain′t seen me at my best
Fiji on my chest, I need a demon, nothing less
Top in the V and I′m as cocky as can be
But if you put this type of work in you'd be confident as me

I got a seven figure appetite, you know we eating
60 pointers in the bezel like it′s Kobe season, yeah
Rest in peace, Gigi Bryant
I'm rolling up a KD and easy wider
If Millyz send a beat, I know to bury it
I went straight to the league from lower Merion
With criminals when I post, it′s subliminals in your quotes
But we the chosen ones, our game identical with the goats