Amen, Come On! (feat. Drod)

2-4 with the rythym we could divvy it up Luke warm in the kennel we could put a little pulled pork sauce Let me stop All you rappers make me nauseous Saying you can dribble with the king I'm top prospect I'm in the ceiling with my c notes Made the music work now they calling me the gringo Put em all to sleep I'm a star imma twinkle Side of the fries with the salt and the crinkle Sing my song and I'll be alright Been calling my guys and they on my side Can't sell my soul for some little white lies Imma swing em Mike tyson and double my price (Amen Come On!) Young kid from the church out of Marietta Not big on the feeling but I'm sentimental DRod with the mosh and its going mental Short king, big head, call me Stuart little On the road summer time in these three stripes Tryna get with shawty but she only saying goodnight In a death loop but remember like I'm 2-bit When we in the building all the people sounding too lit Only sauce Drink Only Voss I wonder When the bouquet toss was Only god could judge me At the point where only god could love me Jesus is the king there's no discussion