Lonzo Ball is one of the NBA’s promising young stars. He also likes to showcase his talent on the mic under the rap moniker “ZO.” Earlier this year, Ball dropped his first mixtape, “Born 2 Ball,” and now he’s back in the booth but this time the track was released with a bit of a twist.
Ball’s latest track is titled “Kyle Kuzma,” named after his Los Angeles Lakers teammate.
The two are close friends and often joke around on social media, taking personal shots at each other and always seeing who can get the biggest laugh, but now Lonzo is coming for his neck.
Lonzo’s “Kyle Kuzma” is a diss track directed at his teammate and it gets extremely personal, going as far as to mention Kuzma’s father, who he has never met. He also drops lines like “Who are you without ZO2?” and rips his teammate for a lack of endorsements.
You can listen to the track and check out the full lyrics below.
Lonzo Ball ‘Kyle Kuzma’ Details
Single: ‘Kyle Kuzma’
Artist: Lonzo Ball
Release Date: June 12, 2018
Run Time: 2:01
‘Kyle Kuzma’ Audio & Lyrics
Who are you without ZO2?
Just another dude with a bunch of tattoos
You ain’t got no shoe Nike wins, Kuz lose
Claiming that I can’t shoot, but all these words is hitting you.
Boy you talking crazy, why you try to play me?
You ain’t on my level, you ain’t famous as my baby
I’m working out daily, but I ain’t posting it
And I would never stop a workout just to post a pic
They let ’em gas you up, thinking that you can’t be touched
Coming from the outskirts of Flint, boy you ain’t tough
Big Baller Brand getting bread, little Kuz is getting crumbs
We thumbing through that money, look at y’all, y’all is playing with your thumbs
Don’t know who your daddy is, well your ass is getting sonned
We both taking shots, the only difference is you ain’t hitting none
Usually do this s— for fun, but trust me boy I’m not the one
If you the bullet, I’m the gun, If you the pot, I’m cooking some
You want smoke, you can get it, dressing for attention
Trying to be Russell Westbrook, you just honorable mention
I killed you with a sentence, to me you just a peasant
Triple Bs is independent, Kuz (???), can’t reinvent it
Cause you ain’t got the people, and you ain’t got the sources
Put all your money in a Porsche, I dropped a check on horses
You better join the forces, with them main enforcers
Triple Bs is for the culture, your squad is a bunch of vultures
I’mma stop, you losing focus, reason why you dropped your courses
Need some more endorsements, one fleece, you think we didn’t notice?
Lyrics via Sporting News