Lyrics:
Cari why you up and leave
Cause shawty I'm a king but I don't need a drama queen
Now I'm stacking up so I can buy the finer things
She say Cari send that
extension
Pay me hoe or pay me no attention
Center box like you send it
Make her upload all up in it
Retirement plan bootch you my pension
Heathery plan
a Levi
The Bible is very very precise
Whatever it says I am is who I am
That's God in disguise
Anything I touch e go source
I'm a King's kid
Me be the boss
2021 Rap Up
Talk to 'em, Tommy
You know every year, at the top of the year, it's my time
Y'all be waitin' for me to talk reckless
Respectfully,
stop and talk now
D
I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow
C G A E
But I'll send you a tape from California
New
issues
They always hating on a real nigga
Well fuck you and every nigga came with you
(2X)
It's the King! Man I promise I just
Scratched my brand new
and dump on it
And send a couple of boys to that corner of yours
And role out with a nigga slumped on it
You see Black fall back son
Me and Shock up in
and dump on it
And send a couple of boys to that corner of yours
And role out with a nigga slumped on it
You see Black fall back son
Me and Shock up in
You know well as I do
There ain't a girl in this world
That's just like you
Take ya place by a king
Girl you know it's rightful
If I said I want you
Mouse trap
We gon catch the fool
Bath with apes
Boy you lame
Better catch a fade
Put it in his face
Now he got no face
Shawty call me Black
I don't know
As if he would
You didn't send it?
Of course not
What's going on?
You dare to tell me
That this is not the letter you sent?
And what is it that
Uh, Felli Fel, Ne-Yo, Yeezy, Calm Down, Easy, Easy
Keep tellin' me you got a man
But he can't do what I can
Let me, show You what you been
gettin' into rock, shit
Scared of who? Huh, we goin' get rid of you
Climbin' up the walls wit' gimmicks, that shit is pitiful
Dawgs close by me, so why
nor see road ohh
I swear me i nor send
2012 When i dey for alaba
Them say my song
E nor dey hit, nor dey hammer
Everybody don pray don tire
But me
dna
Waarmee ik opgroeide, speelde jij in je gta
I come to collect, drive by in me gla
Ben de man in de city net als Brian Ortega
Boomer is
on me, nigga, I'ma go alone
You got a P, but send me money, you out of pocket, bitch you wrong!
If he find out, he gon' snap, probably go across your dome
am a Monster
If you claim you a God
Then let me see you turn them beats into water
Then from water to wine
At least so I can try to have a good time
Your track that?... Mmn
Your rap that?... Mmn
You paa I shy for you (Oh)
But it is not too late send me mobile money make I write for you
See make you no
Don't try it man
Be quiet man
Quick to anger
Call me hulk, danger
You look into my eyes it'll never be same, cuz
Drink the Snapple, I turn it to Apple
somethin' to survive
Shit, what you rather?
To get blinded by these diamonds or with that iron, huh?
Bitch, tell me, I'm here
Bang out when I see him,
Ben Franklin and Chop'
(bang, ayy)
Try me and we gon' send you to the doc'
Got plenty Glocks, FNs and chops
They go blocka
Blocka blocka, blocka blocka,
him dey pain person
Injection wey dem no Chuk person
I swear e no fit pain person
Help me go bath inside bathroom
No be message you fit send person
dying everyday
This they burial
Please don't make me bury you
Even the thought of threatening mine
Is cause for me to pyramid you
I come in peace, king
when
And do you comprehend, the message that I send
of family and friends of Grandpa Ben
Like this like that like that like this
You know the Biz
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