King Kong

Aye, Beto aint finna play wit em Yeah Yeah nigga RE-ROCK send shots when we see opps Know you niggas wanna be us John Mello on the beat You is not who you say you is in them lil songs Niggas always acting like they gang you know you don't belong 4 lines of Wock up in my cup you think it taste strong? Monkey nuts up on the choppa call it King Kong (Yeah, aye, bitch you aint heard On Fye? that shit my theme song) Yeah, everybody eating in my circle bitch the team strong Yeah, I ain't goin back and forth with nobody go play some ping pong Yeah, I couldn't hide the chop in my jacket I threw a mink on Aye you can't get to close to the gang we put them glicks on em I can still f*ck all my old bitches but imma shit on em (Remember bagging grams now I don't even gotta open the pack) I'm really having, really cashing, always making it back I won't never let a bitch kiss this drank in my hand And I ain't never tricking who the f*ck this bitch think I am In that Supreme True Religion like it's 2012 I heard your stupid ass flopped, they got your ass on a shelf Y'all ain't never get no money that shit bad for your health It's all exotic what i'm smoking hope you don't mind the smell Aye, yall be in your feelings when you see us cause we big spenders Hit you with this motherfucking yop, get your shit blended Aye, I heard he want problems but I wouldn't recommend it Bet not let me catch you round the block cause we gon spin it (Aye, bitch you aint heard On Fye? that shit my theme song) Yeah, everybody eating in my circle bitch the team strong (Yeah, I aint goin back and forth with nobody go play some ping pong) Yeah, I couldn't hide the chop in my jacket I threw a mink on I be stepping out the house looking like a mil I just popped a seal, picked my script up and I popped this pill Swiping threw the mall it's bout to close and i'm shopping still I be selling black and white call it Rob n Big I'm on some shit, niggas beefing with me cause they want my bitch I get booked it's 5 bands just to talk my shit How i'm going round his block like I lost some shit I be knocking at his door like the cops and shit I'm busting in I just put the opp inside a Russian creme Tell yo bitch quit asking what we is, stop rushing things Aye, this a AK-47 lil Russian thang We leave his dumbass on the floor when I start busting thangs We aint goin back and forth and that's a promise I up the pole and have it singing like Madonna (Yeah, aye, bitch you aint heard On Fye? that shit my theme song) Yeah, everybody eating in my circle bitch the team strong Yeah, I aint goin back and forth with nobody go play some ping pong Yeah, I couldn't hide the chop in my jacket I threw a mink on (Monkey nuts up on the choppa call it King Kong)