Ginobili

They don't know they the joke and still try to roast me

I'm wagyu meat, you garbage scented roast beef

Talking shit bout my music, but you like it low key

Fell asleep on hills of money

Then wake up to smoke weed

Best mind your manners when you finally approach me

Looks like a benchwarmer, takes shots like Kobe

Make it rain every day, finger to the police

And stay in the game for decades like Ginobili

I hit and go

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