I Got You King Los

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[Verse 1]
Her lipstick and her Coupe is red
She get stupid bread
"Bandz a make her dance"
'Least that's what Juicy said
She say these niggas suck
And all these bitches fake
But it's your birthday boy
Long as I get this cake
Well I only have plans to drop
Them dollars then I'm out
Cause she know I keep them bands
Like a college in the south
Man, she laid back, so chill
Long hair, gold grill
I got the old school
I got gold wheels
She bust a dope move
And then we go chill
Like hop in the whip, no toupee on
We could make a movie, no Blu Ray on
Bitch Bad, no Lupe song
And I'mma try to fix whatever you say wrong
Like these niggas try to hold me back
These bitches try to hold me back
Since when is that how the homies act
If you real, you gotta show me that