Calabasas Lyrics – SSGKobe ft. $NOT

[Intro: SSGKobe]
Yeah!
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, okay, yeah, yeah
Wait, hold on bro, who the fμcκ keep calling my phone?
Hey, never mind, fμcκ this b¡tch

[Chorus: SSGKobe]
One, two, three bad b¡tchєѕ sipping Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Pulled up with your b¡tchєѕ then we left, yeah we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
N¡ɡɡαѕ, they be capping on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?)
I'ma fμcκ this thοt like a GTA, she mission (Yeah, what?)

[Verse 1: SSGKobe]
And my bros booted up off the gas (Uh, where? Where?)
And she bad (Ooh), shawty shaking αѕѕ (Where?)
In L.A. with Bia, he'll hit thе dash (Skrr, skrr)
I just called my clans, we can clash (Baow)
I get hеlla lit (Yeah), I'm a frat boy (Yeah)
Frat boy (Frat boy), feel like Batman, I'm a bat, boy (I'm a bat, boy)
Pull up with them sticks, we keep them bats, boy (Frrah, frrah)
N¡ɡɡαѕ keep them tools, we never lack, boy (Frrah, frrah)
And you said you bangin', that's an act, boy (Act, boy)
'Cause when we shot your crew, you was track, boy (Nyoom)
You had turned on your gang, ain't coming back, boy (Nah)
Smoking big 'Woods, not no Blacks, boy (Not no Blacks, boy)

[Chorus: Ssgkobe & $NOT]
One, two, three bad b¡tchєѕ sipping Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Pulled up with your b¡tchєѕ then we left, yeah we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
N¡ɡɡαѕ, they be capping on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?)
I'ma fμcκ this thοt like a GTA, she mission (Yeah, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: $NOT]
I'ma check them n¡ɡɡαѕ like I work for Nike, they won't like me
Put your fist up, sticks down, come and fight me
This a Phantom, hο, I can't go broke, b¡tch, I'm rich (Can't go broke, b¡tch)
I'm a l¡cκ, I'm a walking brick, yeah, that be your b¡tch
On my d¡cκ, I'm a rockstar, yeah, I'm rocking ѕh¡t
In a coupe, I can't even lose, I be wit' your boo (Uh-uh)
Talking ѕh¡t, end up on the news, I got plenty tools (Where? Where? Where?)
I got Jews making money too, this the life I live
I can't choose, I got plenty moves, everything legit (Yeah, ayy)

[Chorus: SSGKobe]
One, two, three bad b¡tchєѕ sipping Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Pulled up with your b¡tchєѕ then we left, yeah we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
N¡ɡɡαѕ, they be capping on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?)
I'ma fμcκ this thοt like a GTA, she mission (Yeah, what?)

[Outro: Ssgkobe]
I'ma fμcκ this thοt, she a treesh, pouring Wockhardt (Ayy)
ρμѕѕy boy throwing signs on Twitter, boy, you're not hard
You could get your face fist-fucked, you play your cards right (Fμcκ)
I'm a lil' kid, I like to eat Pop-Tarts