Kings' Aisle - INTRODUCTION Lyrics

Hello bitch!
Welcome to our land
Welcome take my hand
Here we don't give a damn
Countin' up all these bands
In here the bass is grand
And the cymbals stand
Screaming like a rock band
Flexin' no arm band
Yeah
I don't get ever get tired
I will never retire
Stay in the heat of the fire
Ya man bouta perspire
She got a grip like a plier
I look back and admire
My flow level up higher
Marty me, but i'm flyer
Cookin' beats like a fryer
808 boom like gunfire
Look
This that intro track, this that run it back,
Bangers back to back, got more in the pack
I'ma let it whack
Money climbing hella stacks, we here to take our bag
You better call a timeout cause we ain't stopping yuh (Yuh yuh yuh)
I won't deny it (You's a f*ckin' bitch!)
Throw your face up in the dirt like kamikaze in this bitch
I'm goin' stupid on this track don't let nobody in my clique
If she don't wanna make me money she can go hop off this dick
Bitch I'm killin' the game, get out the way 'fore i run your shit racetrack Usain
I run up the ranks, speed up the pace, my flow too fast, gotta slow down but wait
Too much money in the safe, gotta make us a name like A-E-I-O you is to shame
F*ckin' up the game, Kings' Aisle is to blame, put us in Arkham we goin' insane!
Bass boomin' loudly I'm off to the races
I just copped a new watch, I gave it a facelift
I like my diamonds white, might call me a racist
You diss us too much, have to hit you with stainless
Nah I'm just playin', I'm insane I'm crazy
I see death, I see birth - I hear the babies
Think my time has come, it's time for the greatest
DMarz in the industry sorry for waitin
Like damn, let the beat rock
Your bitch ruffles feathers so, I gave her my peacock
That shut her up quick I took her to the top
We like to hang at a place I call the "G Spot"
F*ck, ay'!
What's up, ay'!
You're running out of luck!
You better run
Uh, son
If you keep messing with us!
Ay like watch this
Better watch us
Better watch out!
Album we rockin' out, rockin' out just like some rockstars!
Ain't no caffeine but got them lit just like a monster!
And I'm doing well and I'm steady rockin' on Moncler!
Ay I'm Straehearts, just something that I wanted to share
When I hit it from the back, yeah I'm pulling on her hair
Yeah I'm dripping like a harbor all these bitches come and stare
And my bitch bad, and her body be shaped like a pear, uh
Okay like f*ck these niggas like KKK
Every day like GTA pay day
Like yo bitch let the K spray
Make yo' hoe scream like pilot mayday
Eyes so low while she givin' me top
Suck my tip like hoe don't stop
Yeah bitch nigga I'm cream of the crop
Hunnids no ones call a nigga Lou Wop
Wrist so cold I can make time stop
Really hope this shit don't flop
I'm tryna save and invest in stocks
Niggas be praying to have my sauce
Make myself into a boss
My drip so elegant, yeah this shit cost
I used to be down low swerving from cops
But now a nigga straight going to the top
My name is JAM, I'm goin' ham
Go super saiyan, I am not playin'
Count up my bands, f*ck is you sayin'
Come get yo' mans, before we start sprayin'
Here's the plan - we gain more fans, they give us chance
We sell out France, our hits start playin'
Across the land, f*ck is you sayin'
Um, yuh!