Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Mamba, artist - Montana of 300. Date of issue: 14.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Black Mamba |
| Put me in my zone, Black Mamba |
| Can’t believe you gone, Black Mamba |
| Made it rain fourth quarter, Black Mamba |
| Givin' game to my daughter, Black Mamba, ayy |
| I’ma ball out, Black Mamba |
| Play my heart out, Black Mamba |
| Niggas can’t hold me, Black Mamba, ayy |
| Ballin' like I’m Kobe, Black Mamba, ayy |
| Put me in my zone, Black Mamba |
| Can’t believe you gone, Black Mamba |
| Made it rain fourth quarter, Black Mamba |
| Givin' game to my daughter, Black Mamba, ayy |
| I’ma ball out, Black Mamba |
| Play my heart out, Black Mamba |
| Niggas can’t hold me, Black Mamba, ayy |
| Ballin' like I’m Kobe, Black Mamba |
| Just give it to Kobe, he’ll make a way |
| Number 8 used to boom like an 808 |
| A god with the footwork and heavenly fadeaway |
| Won’t let your legacy fade away |
| I do not care what the haters say |
| We gon' eat on them bitches, no paper plates |
| No days off, we put work in on Labor Day |
| Made 'em pay every time like it’s layaway |
| Every season, they hate this winter |
| Rap God, I’m so cold, I make Satan shiver |
| They gon' get served like I made 'em dinner |
| If they play, then I’m shootin' 'em, Staples Center |
| I do love the game, this is marriage, nigga |
| Every moment with it, I done cherished, nigga |
| Keep a burner on me, I’ll embarrass niggas |
| Plus my partner got 2 on him, Derek Fisher |
| I’m always movin' with passion, the dedication and the will |
| All of my opps know the deal, I just 30 for those I should kill |
| I get it poppin' for real, I got this, just give me the pill |
| If you not my coach, then it’s fuck how you feel |
| When I step in arenas, I ain’t got no chill |
| Embracing agony, I do this shit for my family |
| I got that Mamba mentality |
| I’m takin' charge like a battery |
| You rappers know not to challenge me |
| I’ma get at you like allergies |
| No cap, check my salary |
| My bitches colder than Natalie |
| Killin' these bitches, fatality |
| Yo' bitch a fan, I’m her fantasy |
| She feelin' me like a cavity, yeah, yeah |
| I am too much, no capacity |
| I’m out this world, out this galaxy |
| I give 'em bars every time my shit drop |
| I make 'em wanna cop like the police academy, yeah, yeah |
| I’m really lit, I’m reality |
| Come watch me work like a gallery |
| Always stood out like a balcony |
| I am the truth, nigga, faculty |
| My legacy’s immortality (Yeah, yeah) |
| Ballin' 'round this bitch like Kirby (Woo) |
| Love the pick and roll, no Perkies (Woo) |
| I am two legends in one (Yeah) |
| They retired both of my jerseys |
| Don’t ever mistake my kindness for weakness |
| Boy, I will come kill you, then buy you a coffin |
| Geometry in this triangle offense |
| I’m out this world, bitch, I’m flyin', I’m saucin' |
| My daughter ballin' like Gigi, she Gucci |
| My heaven on Earth and I love her like Lucy |
| I got the wheel and I’m turnt like a uey |
| Don’t you know number 8 raw like he sushi? |
| Didn’t put on no mask, nigga, I’m really spooky |
| Put holes in yo' top, I ain’t cappin', no kufi |
| No one is matchin' me, beats is a snack to me |
| I been the dog on these tracks like I’m Scooby |
| You don’t want smoke, this ain’t reefer |
| When I’m on the floor, I’m the reaper |
| Rippin' yo' soul like a sneaker |
| I’m leavin' shells, no Adidas |
| I got more stripes than a zebra |
| Purple and gold like I’m Frieza |
| I got 'em shook like a seizure |
| If you ever reach, I’ma teach ya |
| Go sit yo' broke ass in the bleachers |
| My money tall as Giannis, I’m talkin' big bucks like a beaver |
| Loyal to the game, I’m so dedicated |
| Trophies, medals, rings, I’m so decorated |
| Flexin' on the world wrestling federation |
| But I’m still grindin' like I never made it |
| Why you ridin' dick as if you never hate us? |
| You can’t bring me down, I’m too elevated |
| Boy, don’t try to steal, you will never make it |
| I will boom on you, don’t you detonate it |
| Take heed to this message I give you |
| I rest at the end, I don’t rest in the middle |
| If you ain’t a Laker, then you on my menu |
| Might 360 on you and shoot off the dribble (Bow, bow) |
| Ain’t a situation I can’t fuckin' handle |
| Always catchin' fire, I got too much ammo |
| Watch me blow 'em out like a fuckin' candle |
| Had to pivot on them niggas like a sandal |
| Stylin' on them squares like I’m wearin' flannels |
| Wrist flickin' on them niggas like the channel |
| Gold and purple on me every time you see me |
| I got 5 rings, bitch, I think I’m Thanos |
| Put me in my zone, Black Mamba (Ahhh!) |
| Can’t believe you gone, Black Mamba |
| Made it rain fourth quarter, Black Mamba |
| Givin' game to my daughter, Black Mamba, ayy |
| I’ma ball out, Black Mamba |
| Play my heart out, Black Mamba |
| Niggas can’t hold me, Black Mamba, ayy |
| Ballin' like I’m Kobe, Black Mamba |
| Give a fuck if he ain’t like, Black Mamba |
| Jump shot, green light, Black Mamba |
| I be in my bag, Black Mamba |
| Always workin' in the lab, Black Mamba, ayy |
| Everybody all sad since the helicopter crashed |
| Still can’t believe you passed, Black Mamba |
| Still can’t believe you passed, Black Mamba |
| Black Mamba |
| Had to ball on them squares like I made a layup |
| Shit, MJ was all of our favorite players |
| Man, I swear, last night, I asked God to look over your kids and your wife and |
| I said my prayers |
| Still can’t believe you passed, Black Mamba |
| Ahhh! |