King Booga

Bitch ima king youse a peasant that's a sub title Niggas always watching what I say like a subtitle My bitch that bitch and these hoes can't f*ck like her Dont get bucks like her And won't bust like her My bitch different, these stank hoes aint nun like her control over my emotions cuz if not, I'd be a lifer Deja vu, I done seen my future I'm tryna ride a striker Pussy wet, heard it's fire might as well go pipe her Booga a dragon don't need no lighter, raise my blunt spit fire I done already said that I'm a sire you might as well retire Say you onna block all day but only at 2:11 Not when the sun's up but only when the moon present Now I know your route there's no way that you can move correctly Every block I hit I be smelling like sum Dookie pressure Crud in my blood THC and blood cells is tethered Niggas will claim smoke but really never ever put no effort Tryna talk down on me bitch, I'm too high for that Smokin Matthew Murdock to the face feeling blind off that I wake up in the morning ready to hustle ain't no lying in that Bitch you got dirty ebola pussy I can't lie in that I heard you was beefing on the block and got punked on But I don't listen to rumors ima wait til you get buck doe But jus like a buck you can get hunted and then cut on Head in the sink or on the wall dont get a f*ck homes Bullets penetrating your houses my gun f*ck homes Freaky deaky glock, slutty 9 will bring the funk home Stay with a strap but you jus might get stomped on Big bouncy trampoline booty, pussy got jumped on I don't bring the bacon, only cheese, lettuce and buns home Gut blender 9000 henny what im drunk on It's a touchdown once that little biddie get touched on Lately I ain't been fucking I been thinking about my true home Bouta leave earth I ain't high bitch I'm too gone Done been here before and I'm still here that mean I'm doing wrong F*ck six feet deep visit clouds to see my tombstone Light mind, dark body, yin and yang, I'm two tone