Party till the sun come up and that's like 6 or 7
Drinking like we well never get to heaven
Pray for my homies, But I always give shit to Kevin
Pull up and stunt, gas pedal keep the engine revving
My league of gentleman just turned into a coalition
We love he entemens, our enemy is prohibition
My women love to wear black I only notice witches
She love magic stick, her cauldron say it's so delicious
Superstitious
Sober isn't, ever a focus, hocus pocus, go ballistic
Feeling alcoholy, and wearing no religions
Bless the homies, we smooth so ya know we ninjas
Goin shinobi, I'm Kobe, you know we swishing
Take shots, drink gin on the rocks
Sip, Take a swig of my 5th of whisk
With my crew like we tryna Pull fish off the docks
I Dish out the line, ima reel in a chick