King Q

King King All hail the motherfucking king Nigga be talking so slick I figured you might ain't really bout I been in the grind For less than a year Your boys is evolved I'm really top tier You should scared I fear in your eyes I know you really admire The king I swing my dick In the jungle I have no respect for your struggle F*ck your dead homies I know she a fan She know who I am Boujee as bitch Ass fat Let me sleep inside it Ain't shook one Mobb deep in it Champagne pop Leave my kids in it I can't believe that you doubting I am in the baggage Evidence As i currently Eviscerate What's the rate For your soul Bout a £ From the ground How I'm built Like a line Sniff me up White lines White lies Your life Filled with I see with both With Both eyes Ain't like One of the fake ass Friends You call bro What a hoe Can't buy no loyalty They ain't on your team Then Gon exploit Better rejoice All the advice The kings gives My subjects Better pen it down Legally blind to advice Propane always holding you down I am the good I am the bad Your bitch is ugly Give her a bag I am so crass And I am sober Weed of grass Call me a mower Wait I have a dream That one day Niggas Gon run outta luck And this three leafs clover Is going straight up your butt