Yeah, okay
Ha, ha, it's king
It's king, it's king
You not one of us
Then stay up out the way
We just getting money
We ain't come to play
Do this shit for real
Grinding everyday
Got your bitch, she on her knees
Man, she ain't come to pray
She ain't come to pray
But in my bed, she cannot stay
Say her nigga mad as f*ck
Step to me, he feeling brave
Say he gonna get the strap
I swear on me, he ain't gon' spray
All these niggas actin sweet
Most of these niggas, they be gay
Gay ass nigga
7th grade, I was bad in school
I was always fighting
11th grade, I was pimping hoes
But I ain't have a license
Nowadays, niggas get some money
Tryna get some cash
But if you say it's smoke
I call my homie, we gon' get your ass
Baby, watch your eyes
I'm bout to spray this shit
No pep, like what
The veeski, I'ma push the whip
Don't care if it's a Jetta
Like what
You say you got a problem
Let's hash it out
No vendetta
I just need the bread and more cheese
You know we go together
Like Miami back in 13
Bitch, I'm steady with that heat
Two three shots up in the clip
I got the jump man on my feet
To the grain this shit come natural
I ain't talking bout no wheat
F*ck about this shit, don't worry
We gon' pop out with the fleek
Smoking on this gas
Punch my lungs like Manny Pacquiao
All they hear it's KDS
I know that they can't stand me now
Talent only thing on me
That pass off as a hand-me-down
You send a hit, I send a hit
What goes around, go come around
Shawty popping in the club
I'm tryna make that shoulder lean
Tell me go on that bullshit
Catch a body like I'm Zach LaVine
Shawty bouncing vertically
That ass gon' jump like trampoline
Shawty look good natural
She don't give a f*ck bout some make believe
She don't give a f*ck bout make believe
I f*ck her once, then I make her leave
Make a wish, her man deceased
Poison Adam to lust for Eve
I know bros that stay on target
Stir the heat, we start a arson
Fight my demons, Ken Carson
I end shit, but I'm always starting
And I love to beef
Only green, I know, exotic weed
And yo hoe fiend
Begging on her knees like
Baby, please
Can't f*ck no dirty hoe
Last one was a hoe
She had some fleas
And it's still f*ck that girl
Waiting for my goons
To make some tees
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Yeah, okay
Ha, ha, it's king
It's king, it's king
You not one of us
Then stay up out the way
We just getting money
We ain't come to play
Do this shit for real
Grinding everyday
Got your bitch, she on her knees
Man, she ain't come to pray
She ain't come to pray
But in my bed, she cannot stay
Say her nigga mad as f*ck
Step to me, he feeling brave
Say he gonna get the strap
I swear on me, he ain't gon' spray
All these niggas actin sweet
Most of these niggas, they be gay
Gay ass nigga
7th grade, I was bad in school
I was always fighting
11th grade, I was pimping hoes
But I ain't have a license
Nowadays, niggas get some money
Tryna get some cash
But if you say it's smoke
I call my homie, we gon' get your ass
Baby, watch your eyes
I'm bout to spray this shit
No pep, like what
The veeski, I'ma push the whip
Don't care if it's a Jetta
Like what
You say you got a problem
Let's hash it out
No vendetta
I just need the bread and more cheese
You know we go together
Like Miami back in 13
Bitch, I'm steady with that heat
Two three shots up in the clip
I got the jump man on my feet
To the grain this shit come natural
I ain't talking bout no wheat
F*ck about this shit, don't worry
We gon' pop out with the fleek
Smoking on this gas
Punch my lungs like Manny Pacquiao
All they hear it's KDS
I know that they can't stand me now
Talent only thing on me
That pass off as a hand-me-down
You send a hit, I send a hit
What goes around, go come around
Shawty popping in the club
I'm tryna make that shoulder lean
Tell me go on that bullshit
Catch a body like I'm Zach LaVine
Shawty bouncing vertically
That ass gon' jump like trampoline
Shawty look good natural
She don't give a f*ck bout some make believe
She don't give a f*ck bout make believe
I f*ck her once, then I make her leave
Make a wish, her man deceased
Poison Adam to lust for Eve
I know bros that stay on target
Stir the heat, we start a arson
Fight my demons, Ken Carson
I end shit, but I'm always starting
And I love to beef
Only green, I know, exotic weed
And yo hoe fiend
Begging on her knees like
Baby, please
Can't f*ck no dirty hoe
Last one was a hoe
She had some fleas
And it's still f*ck that girl
Waiting for my goons
To make some tees
Ha, ha, it's king
It's king, it's king
You not one of us
Then stay up out the way
We just getting money
We ain't come to play
Do this shit for real
Grinding everyday
Got your bitch, she on her knees
Man, she ain't come to pray
She ain't come to pray
But in my bed, she cannot stay
Say her nigga mad as f*ck
Step to me, he feeling brave
Say he gonna get the strap
I swear on me, he ain't gon' spray
All these niggas actin sweet
Most of these niggas, they be gay
Gay ass nigga
7th grade, I was bad in school
I was always fighting
11th grade, I was pimping hoes
But I ain't have a license
Nowadays, niggas get some money
Tryna get some cash
But if you say it's smoke
I call my homie, we gon' get your ass
Baby, watch your eyes
I'm bout to spray this shit
No pep, like what
The veeski, I'ma push the whip
Don't care if it's a Jetta
Like what
You say you got a problem
Let's hash it out
No vendetta
I just need the bread and more cheese
You know we go together
Like Miami back in 13
Bitch, I'm steady with that heat
Two three shots up in the clip
I got the jump man on my feet
To the grain this shit come natural
I ain't talking bout no wheat
F*ck about this shit, don't worry
We gon' pop out with the fleek
Smoking on this gas
Punch my lungs like Manny Pacquiao
All they hear it's KDS
I know that they can't stand me now
Talent only thing on me
That pass off as a hand-me-down
You send a hit, I send a hit
What goes around, go come around
Shawty popping in the club
I'm tryna make that shoulder lean
Tell me go on that bullshit
Catch a body like I'm Zach LaVine
Shawty bouncing vertically
That ass gon' jump like trampoline
Shawty look good natural
She don't give a f*ck bout some make believe
She don't give a f*ck bout make believe
I f*ck her once, then I make her leave
Make a wish, her man deceased
Poison Adam to lust for Eve
I know bros that stay on target
Stir the heat, we start a arson
Fight my demons, Ken Carson
I end shit, but I'm always starting
And I love to beef
Only green, I know, exotic weed
And yo hoe fiend
Begging on her knees like
Baby, please
Can't f*ck no dirty hoe
Last one was a hoe
She had some fleas
And it's still f*ck that girl
Waiting for my goons
To make some tees
Writer: Kellon Hall, Joseph Harris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid