KING OF THE HILLS Chris King (Ft. Trippie Redd)

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
(Oh my God, is that Louis?)
Skrrt, skrrt (Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on)
Gang (800), ha

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
And you know I'm the goat (Oh my God, is that Louis?)
Baby girl, I am the king of the hill (King of the hill)
I'm on the block, I'm not tryna play, lil' bitch
I'm not tryna build (Not tryna bulid)
I'm in that drop, I got that bitch shiverin'
Give her Moncler for the chills (Moncler)
This ain't that (Yeah), not tryna love, lil' bitch
I'm not tryna feel (Skrrt, not tryna feel)

[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
This ain't that (Yeah, skrrt), not tryna love, lil' bitch
I'm not tryna feel (Skrrt)
This ain't that (Yeah), not tryna love, lil' bitch
I'm not tryna feel (Skrrt)
This ain't that (Yeah), not tryna love, lil' bitch
I'm not tryna feel (Skrrt, not tryna feel)
This ain't that (Yeah), not tryna love, lil' bitch
I'm not tryna feel, huh

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
These niggas wan' be me, huh (Yeah, wan' be me)
They won't win and beat me, huh (Won't beat me, yeah)
Met a bitch named Cici, huh (Yeah, CC)
She wanna come and meet me, huh (Yeah, meet me)
Met her out in DC (Okay, yeah), hot and [?] like a Reese's cup
Turn her Reese's Pieces (Reese's Pieces), huh, let her suck my Reese's Puff (Reese's Pieces)
Told that bitch, "Hop up on my D-I-C-K," (Uh, bitch)
Let that bitch know, I don't P-L-A-Y (Ah)
Took her to the crib and fucked that bitch in my AND1's (Ah)
Boy don't want no pressure, heard my head was for ransom (Ah)
I don't trust a soul, I put my trust in a handgun (Yeah)
Niggas throwin' blows, pussy bitch, better land one (Bah)
Talkin' out your ass, lil' jit, understand some' (Haha)
The last nigga did that shit lost his damn life