(Verse 1: Lil-Freezy)
This is a king shit I'm juss steppin to my fuckin throne
I'm King Arthur not a knight like Joan
Man I'm feelin like I wanna break all ya bones
Lock me up cause I'm feelin like I'm Al Capone
I gotta tell ya this but promise thatchu won't harm
I had ya girl last night holdin on my arm
She made noises of the animals up in a farm
She told me that I was her good luck charm
I'm rollin up and I'm rollin out trynna get some of that sticky
You got some of that on you it got all over ya dickies
I'm a weed mower a steam blower
Ya'll movin fast but it seem slower
I'm lightin up on this lighter flame
But its lookin like a damn flameflower
I'm high as fuck but I feel lower
I feel low to the ground
I'm lookin for the competition but I don't see nobody around
Ya'll wanna step up to the ring we can go round for round
But right now I'mma be the king ya'll officially were juss crowned
(Verse 2: T.I.)
King shit, hey you know what it is
Tryna smell on that pound that loud for a nigga
Like 100 real and
Drive Ferrari for some motherfucking killer
50 minutes imagine that on morning you're repenting
I got rats all in my goggle pants
Standing clear with the hollow man
Your bitch as yo bitch bad
She can fuck fast ain't no romance
My diamond dancing in 3D nigga
Fake the trip where you see me nigga
Your money wrong and my money long
And I'm playing with it like PE nigga
Real nigga no joke
No fake ass nigga no hope
I got mini round team and a 100 round joke
I'm gonna over up all of my coke
And nigga I don't wanna smoke your weed
Plain ass only thing I smoke
Gonna thank up for the gifters on..
Shorty ain't tell me everything I know
I do whip it , who could care to dip it
Had it to your partner let it flood it to the city
We bout that action, you try us and we blessing
We turn to the mat that's a motherfucking fact
Come a real nigga for E round
This is a king shit I'm juss steppin to my fuckin throne
I'm King Arthur not a knight like Joan
Man I'm feelin like I wanna break all ya bones
Lock me up cause I'm feelin like I'm Al Capone
I gotta tell ya this but promise thatchu won't harm
I had ya girl last night holdin on my arm
She made noises of the animals up in a farm
She told me that I was her good luck charm
I'm rollin up and I'm rollin out trynna get some of that sticky
You got some of that on you it got all over ya dickies
I'm a weed mower a steam blower
Ya'll movin fast but it seem slower
I'm lightin up on this lighter flame
But its lookin like a damn flameflower
I'm high as fuck but I feel lower
I feel low to the ground
I'm lookin for the competition but I don't see nobody around
Ya'll wanna step up to the ring we can go round for round
But right now I'mma be the king ya'll officially were juss crowned
(Verse 2: T.I.)
King shit, hey you know what it is
Tryna smell on that pound that loud for a nigga
Like 100 real and
Drive Ferrari for some motherfucking killer
50 minutes imagine that on morning you're repenting
I got rats all in my goggle pants
Standing clear with the hollow man
Your bitch as yo bitch bad
She can fuck fast ain't no romance
My diamond dancing in 3D nigga
Fake the trip where you see me nigga
Your money wrong and my money long
And I'm playing with it like PE nigga
Real nigga no joke
No fake ass nigga no hope
I got mini round team and a 100 round joke
I'm gonna over up all of my coke
And nigga I don't wanna smoke your weed
Plain ass only thing I smoke
Gonna thank up for the gifters on..
Shorty ain't tell me everything I know
I do whip it , who could care to dip it
Had it to your partner let it flood it to the city
We bout that action, you try us and we blessing
We turn to the mat that's a motherfucking fact
Come a real nigga for E round
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