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letra de the king - stoner tiga & skrill

call me stoner tiga the beast, n-ggar i feel i’m the king of this sh-t
i told my n-ggar go price a car while i cook up this beautiful hit
he know i’m fly, they know not to try
you can ask them, they might give you gist
i sold my soul to trap, i never cap
my opps be playing my sh-t
out in the streets, n-ggars be hungry still you be spending on b-tches and thots
you keep attacking me minute by minute that sh-t got me thinking loud thought
he just pour mе lean, i text my n-ggar wait i be calling pj
you know i’m rapping deep, i’m sorry plеase i think i be feeling my thought
aye

king out in my city
i be blinged out so drippy
no pity
bring crowns on with me
k!llin p’s, diddy

i’ll achieve sh-t
i never dreamed it is
getting me lit and
getting me dizzy

man i feel illy
game tricky
ain’t passing my will to a silly
i keep it a milli

royalty stepped on the track
i step on their necks and i laugh while boiling tracks
my mess is better than their best
yeah even my trash is better than all of their magic
called her a queen
but honestly all of that weeping made me a king of sadness
she was a peasant
she was a lesson in life i guess now i’m a king of madness

ain’t scared of a thing
i swear i’m the king
i blare out the truth
and bare all the swings

i stare at the wind
just flaring within
all of my means
justified by the ends

repairing my inn
i care for my friends
even when i see
i’m daring the lens

i’m glaring with frenzy
wearing my wins
cherish the free
no sparing the sins

i swear i’m never gonna bend nah
never break, and i never condescend nah
out for my neck, even tho i’m out for theirs yeah
always on deck, that’s the type of king i am yeah
checkmate
call me stoner tiga the beast, n-ggar i feel i’m the king of this sh-t
i told my n-ggar go price a car while i cook up this beautiful hit
he know i’m fly, they know not to try
you can ask them, they might give you gist
i sold my soul to trap, i never cap
my opps be playing my sh-t

my time is of essence, you know i got talent
tiga they hear you, you giving them challenge
i pulled up a b-tch, she know i got courage
she wore bottom jeans, i think she my harley
she know i be out in the street, she still wants the beast
she know i ain’t trusting them b-tches
i told my n-ggar the king, the king of the east
he know i be stressing them n-ggars
cos when we had nothing to eat you acting like king
that n-ggar you never had vision
i want me a bentley, a bentley, a queen and my weed, i want billions
i’m living no rent and free, your head got room, it’s empty cos you never vision
b-tch she keep moaning while i’m hitting her g spot
you don’t know me i been spitting them weedsdom
i’m spitting them weedsdom

i passed my n-ggar the weed i told him to vision
let’s say you were king of the streets n-ggar picture quick what’s your mission
you gon be pulling a lot of strings, championship coming with alot of rings
call me the beast, the king of the kongs you know i’m the
king

- stoner tiga skrill

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