Ann Uta - King Cobra Lyrics

Uh, every thing i rap about know I been through
Tryna get like me, lil' bitch, it's just not simple
Yeah, dealin' with a bad vibe, love her dimples
Eugh , Off the meds a bad ride , i might crash this bitch

Told her ain't no hand job, she gon' suck this dick
Keep that sig up in my pockets, I might tote this bitch
'Manny how you been so goated?', bitch , I can't not miss
My dick kinda like my rollie, got a two-tone wrist

Bitch, I'm callin' on my woadie , he gon' shoot wont miss
She still tryna hit me up, yeah, the same old trick
Move along I fell in love, don't got time for no bitch
Which one these pussy niggas tryna line me ?
Ohhh

Uh, bitch, you never gettin' close, ya not beside me
Ohhh
Uh, See these diamonds , real rocks , these bitches icy
Uh, pull up, ghost like Poltergeist, I'm goin' high speed
Baby, stayin' by my side she jus wont lie to me
Yeah, other niggas not even close, not in my pedigree
Uh, why these goofies out here think they ahead of me ?
Uh, Ima go-down number one, bitch, I'm the centerpiece
Uh, most ya' pussies, most ya' pussies, don't even know ha

I'm the slimiest one, King Cobra
I been slidin n the sun, I been in the wraith, yeah
I been slidin' n this bitch, I f*cked the interstate up
If you got a dream, go, don't never hesitate, yeah

Had a dream, had to get up off my ass, huh
Had to make, all this pape, make it last, huh
Yeah, niggas hatin' on me, said that I was ass
Yeah, I had it to go and get it, run the bag up, yeah

I touched down was on my dick n now my bag up, yeah
I was Downbad on my dick n i wun sad, yeah
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I got rick owen pants, they might sag, yeah