Call me King Jay
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted, just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
Diamonds be dancing it look like a lake
We eating that good we eating some steak
Running your mouth put you back in your place
You on the phone like you talking to Jake
You feeding a beast you gave me a plate
When it's my time I hope I'm not late
Fake friends will even piss on your grave
I'm not a big fan so y'all can stay in y'all place
Call me King Jay
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I see the money I see it real fast
Bitches keep talking I see em get mad
Matching with yellow you hoped outta cab
Popping the tags put it right in the bag
Turn up the music and make that shit blast
Hop in the whip and I'm doing the dash
These niggas is fake they shoot you in the back
Right in the back
Call me King Jay
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
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Call me King Jay
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted, just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
Diamonds be dancing it look like a lake
We eating that good we eating some steak
Running your mouth put you back in your place
You on the phone like you talking to Jake
You feeding a beast you gave me a plate
When it's my time I hope I'm not late
Fake friends will even piss on your grave
I'm not a big fan so y'all can stay in y'all place
Call me King Jay
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I see the money I see it real fast
Bitches keep talking I see em get mad
Matching with yellow you hoped outta cab
Popping the tags put it right in the bag
Turn up the music and make that shit blast
Hop in the whip and I'm doing the dash
These niggas is fake they shoot you in the back
Right in the back
Call me King Jay
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted, just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
Diamonds be dancing it look like a lake
We eating that good we eating some steak
Running your mouth put you back in your place
You on the phone like you talking to Jake
You feeding a beast you gave me a plate
When it's my time I hope I'm not late
Fake friends will even piss on your grave
I'm not a big fan so y'all can stay in y'all place
Call me King Jay
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I see the money I see it real fast
Bitches keep talking I see em get mad
Matching with yellow you hoped outta cab
Popping the tags put it right in the bag
Turn up the music and make that shit blast
Hop in the whip and I'm doing the dash
These niggas is fake they shoot you in the back
Right in the back
Call me King Jay
I move with the bass
Give me the money I'm taking the safe
Niggas be playing he served me some shake
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
I got on designer I'm rocking the snakes
Tay with the K I'm doing the race
She know what she wanted just wanted a taste
Shop with my niggas
We going to the bay
He sold me out like I sold out dates
Moral of the story your friends will be fake
Writer: Justin Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid