WHAT!?

I'm the king of this bitch, they all askin' for my help Pull up to the crib, walked in on her and she knelt Beggin' for this dick, got her tuggin' on my belt Pull up with the ice, I'm too hot, that shit gon' melt Got no room to breathe, yeah, we elevated higher Racin' through the block, and engine spotted, out that fire Smokin' up the street, burnin' rubber, f*ck the tires Left the bitch out on the curb, (f*ck her) she a liar Huh, huh, huh, All this bling around my neck, you know I'm iced When I'm round the cams, I got the ski on, I'm disguised My hoe be fuckin' all these dudes, I ain't even surprised I'm ignorant, I want my head squashed between her thighs Got the Glock, I don't need to improvise I got no patience, if I ain't fucken with you, I might just cut ties When I'm with my bros, all you texts analyzed F*ck all that cloth, I wanna see what underlies Drop my jeans, you gon' see that I ain't undersized And if I'm feelin' on you, it's just gon' keep on arise Yo, gon' keep on arise The toilet made of gold, I make the money fold Don't need to know the model, you just gotta know it's old Gang and I, yeah, we spin the block twice All this bling in my teeth, covered in ice Got connections wouldnt pay, half the price Glock 19, you know my aim very precise Fuckin' on this bitch, she callin' me her daddy Ten bands on her finger, now she call me papi Diamonds dancin' on me, 60 on the jewelry You wouldn't have to think I just done did a rari