Lyrics:
It's goblin time, bitch
I'm a narcissistic asshole, sellin' kids bath salts
Call me king mackerel
Aye, aye, aye, yeah, uh
VE stay instigatin', D. Book
the satchel
Eve take a bite of the apple
He take a bite of the mackerel
King of the jungle but fuck it I'm Koba
Put that in your pipe, we not smokin'
In this windy old weather
Stormy old weather, boys when the wind blows
We'll all go together
Up jumped the herring the king of the sea
He sang out
In a big body gotta call the whip Stavros
Never get stale Tom Devito when I crack jokes
Snorting fish scale yea it glisten like a mackerel
Hitting 6
your sorrows, ya fi feel like swim
Fi mi paper to pen is a real life thing
Yesterday you down now you feel like king
Yeah the life where ya from
every night
Precisely, niggas be nicely doin' it right
Holy mackerel, nothin' less than actual factual
Stay reppin' even when we conversate casual
Yeah motha fuckas y'all don't know who the fuck you fuckin wit?
It's the fuckin king bitch hahahahaha
(It's the king hoe)
(Ain't finna bow down to no
Man haffi strong like wah yah seh
Man haffi strong like
Man haffi strong like
Man haffi strong like
King Kong like
Man haffi strong like Shakka Zulu
Irish linen on the king
I'm guaranteed I'm gonna win another ring
Yeah now I'm on my shit, got me on my shit
I'll hit a nigga with the clipper
Astros' i'm a hustler
My pursuit for the loot was natural
Sold dope, weed, and coke
I even grew tobacco
Having a nigga locked down
Eating soups and mackerel
the first to drown
Was taught about kings and queens that deserved a crown
Black skin, passion, examined, I've seen beyond the routines
You know they want us
look weh it do, look, look weh it do
Man a king inna earth fand king ina verses
affi empty dem wallet girl declare dem purses
Kill them riddims it
Wacko Jacko
Imma act a whole asshole
I'm on fuck moving lowkey. I leave em holey like mackerel
I'm like they don' even know me...I'm not the king
oysters
My king prawns and caviar
No matter how far away they are
I'll be there!"
And then she says,
"Now with our glasses both raised in this toast
August saw a contest fit for Kings
From far and wide they came to trade their swings
Little grubs with stone-age clubs and tanners' sons
With
sent me here to be the king
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ah)
Bodies on the four pound
the caramel king
I let the Desert blow my VLONE, Ricky Kilos
Coaching my shooters like Rick Pitino
Neck lit up like Reno (brrrt)
Seven days, ten bodies, that's
Collateral
So don't try that, I'm that
Cannibal
My mind's mad like that Hannibal
Got ya wife man, fine ass
Mackerel
To dine last in 5 gallons
a king armed and ready heading to come rule
Seeing through the fog, I'm a natural
Not afraid to leap if I have to
Dog mode, jackal
Feeling blessed
Up is
'Cause y'all pawns tryna pose as kings
They got me feelin' like when 50 brought Buck out
Young country nigga finna buck out
I'm tryna see the O's just like
From Africa so all I'm chasing is black Jewels
Real Estate and ownership, my type of accruals
Used to be in slums, used to chef up tin Mackerel
Now I'm
and the goods
Wassup
You ain't a fan of disrespect that's natural
Rook couldn't see the king in this castle
Cool with the lean when aim right passed you
Coolin
with the dimples
Leveled up her K game from doubles to triples
Triple K initials: none of the 3 Khans could
Although they self proclaim as King Khan
a candle
Too much too handle, hoe
Im king of the cracks
Thats my bitch, queen of the stacks
You are jack getting jacked by wacks
We are ace, my crew goes
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