Lyrics:
K-Dot real life
Was the same life they see on TV, huh?
Niggas wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?
Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we need
replay
I'ma be the man, and I know that you feel it
Fast-forward, in five years in LA in a Bentley
I been a Renaissance, finna send a bomb
Hit him in
blow you away
I'm in LA
I'm popping these pills they tryna throw them away
Take me away
Just take me away
Take me away
Busting them K's
Shoot at yo
folies
Quand j'prends le micro
L'couplet je l'ai serré
Comme mes lacets
Big up à koba
La loi du grand K
Demander à Kaaris
Ça vient d'civ
Viens pas pour
the last year?
In the city you ain’t got up off yo’ ass here
Try to turn it on me like “K ain’t you livin here”?
Stupid, I seen more change than a cashier
ey yo yo
To be the best in the room
Im the future goat
10k in my coat
When they hear ma music they hang by the throat
Get off my boat
Othervise will
shower e non piove
Si sono fatte le sei la saluto al sole
Sono un sogno se apri gli occhi, bye bye amore
In una mano il cocktail nell'altra ho te
life
Siamo sempre per la strada
Mentre tu sei online
Rinchiusi in qualche casa ci
Fumiamo gran lainz
Mehdi, Inoki, Bologna by night
Sotto i portici
Drive-by eggings, plaguing LA
"Yo, you just got my little cousin, ese"
Sometimes hard-boiled, sometimes runny (Ray)
Comes from a chicken, not a bunny,
Drive-by eggings, plaguing LA
"Yo, you just got my little cousin, ese"
Sometimes hard-boiled, sometimes runny (Ray)
Comes from a chicken, not a bunny,
gone pick up the key
This is his name
Mike Amari these are not Balmain
Hundred thou on the Range
LA in a Dior resort
Six hunnid to eat on some pork
3K
She want be a star, be an actress
But she don’t don’t like the part about practice
401K, condo in LA
She just want the cut
Get up out her way
And she
Big bag sh*t
What you tell em Stunna
We get them racks ok, yuh
We get them racks ok
This some EMG sh*t
LA Juan in this muthaf**ka wit my n**ga Stunna
D.T.'s rushed the party in 2K
Buck - The Beef be - fled the scene right before the cops
And the Swats came with the triple beam
Uh, shit is real you
Check kar la facts
Ghar pa baith
Bato pa tu dhayan da
Sunla bhai aramsa
Prevention ka gyaan la
Ab baat karta mudda pa
Yaa yuudh ki surwat hai
Samraat
in du
Do-Mac en tapis volant
Agga, agga j'bibi des fraises Tagada
Range le taga dans la couche
Hollywood dans la bouche
J'louche avec son 95D dans le
no, no
Know I'm always in the conversation, don't you know
Goals on happiness and compensation, gol, gol, gol (Gol!)
I ain't really here to brighten up
for the packs, Heard your homie died, he didn't shoot back Reaper I'm wearing all black
I'm in LA with a gun in my lap, I'm in LA with a model my lap I
Fra 5 K per l'outfit, sei vestito da coglione
Bella bella la tua tipa
Peccato la sua reputazione
C'ho fame e ancora pochi spicci
Non sono grosso no
Drive-by in Compton
Ich sag', „Rest in Peace“ und geh' Tennis spielen (c'est la vie)
Und Kim K. sagt
„Hol den Jet-Ski, ich will auf diese Insel da!“
Doch
the club
Owners show me love up in the club
Waitress' show me love up in the club
Bartenders show me love up in the club
L.A. show me love up in
love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
Bartenders show me love up in the club
L.A. show me love up in the club
The Bay show me love up in the club
snoop crown on the vic
Crown on my wrist, crown on my bitch
And a couple crowns on my crew
Keeping pounds of the blue
Ivory in it, tsunami in it when I be
stepping just walked by
lo de siempre pero ponle otro hielo k sean dos mas
ponle un hm hm pa yo yo no estar mal
si la luz se kiere apagar k lo haga no lo
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