letra de king - zntiujao
[chorus]
cha, slit, slit, slit
and that b-tch is getting that cash
and like sh-t i run that back
no mother f-cker go that sped, yuh, cha
i been running that sh-t no mother f-cker doing that cash roll
im on patrol
i ain’t talk to that b-tch no more
she got a hunnid, a hunnid
im wrecking that sh-t and im gone
flexing that sh-t gotta go
how they gonna sh-t talk my mode
pulling f-ck b-tches and im gonna f-ck more
and they said they are gonna be ghost so i said i’d f-ck them all, huh
and they said im gone
i been going up singing my songs, yuh
i had these racks they counting up
these b-tches wearing those thongs, yuh
i had to live my life, for real
i had to go and stack them up
how could you do this sh-t, for real
if i did that sh-t gonna get k!lled
[verse 1]
but they spilling these beans
thеy spilling the realness
couldn’t do that, ya
thеy been spilling these beans
they doing it now cus my pockets so fat
i got that spirit going under my racks
they did it with life and the fent
mixing that cocaine up with the chain, yuh
that’s that sh-t im finna call pain
they caught me so faint
so im about to put this b-tch in a ring
i had to spend up a life with that b-tch
cus i knew she wouldn’t say that sh-t
i f-ck with the milfs, i f-ck with the sales
i f-ck with these pills
but i couldn’t k!ll
these b-tches unreal, they got fake ass tits and a mother f-cking mill
[verse 2]
you say that i don’t een spaz
i said i was dag for them manz
im gassed out with my hands
these b-tches, they had my fans
i could pull it up, get it on manz
i been chat with my bro lancey foux
and no f-ck about all of that dope
i’ve been smoking that hoe get gone
these hoes that get in my mode
i couldn’t een let them get in my way, hah
hoes they sh-ggin on me, they f-ck with me
cus i put d-ck in their face
i hopped a jet for real, everyone talk about percs why are they here
they just been talk on my name too much
why can’t i get out of here
i’ve been digging these holes too much they couldn’t tell me i am the king
[chorus]
cha, slit, slit, slit
and that b-tch is getting that cash
and like sh-t i run that back
no mother f-cker go that sped, yuh, cha
i been running that sh-t no mother f-cker doing that cash roll
im on patrol
i ain’t talk to that b-tch no more
she got a hunnid, a hunnid
im wrecking that sh-t and im gone
flexing that sh-t gotta go
how they gonna sh-t talk my mode
pulling f-ck b-tches and im gonna f-ck more
and they said they are gonna be ghost so i said i’d f-ck them all, huh
and they said im gone
i been going up singing my songs, yuh
i had these racks they counting up
these b-tches wearing those thongs, yuh
i had to live my life, for real
i had to go and stack them up
how could you do this sh-t, for real
if i did that sh-t gonna get k!lled
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