KingShit
King's here
And You not
I just dropped
Already on top
F*ck the haters
Im gettin guap
Yea yea yeah
Ion really give a f*ck
Repping Jack city
Bad bitches stand up
Going for the big boys
Crowds love me get noise
Money making big noise
F*ck that nigga get yours
Umm Wavey
Hair be on swim
Callin niggas out
You can find me in the NY
601 baby and they say I'm kinda crazy
Yeah they call me Nicko
5'5 got em big mad
Laughing crazy cause
I got Money in the big bag
I'm pretty but I'm loco
Kings wild and I know so
Gettin money blowing trees
Put me in the booth
I'll be better than you
Want ii some mo f*ckin yo hoe
It's a lotta bad bithes all at my door
King Niiko be f*ckin truth
It's nothing new
Name ring bells like jiggle a Lang
Niiko like nitendo
Woah woah
F*ckin wit'chu you bitch
I ain't tryin to go broke
Catching hands like
Connect four
Oooh
That's 1, 2, 3, 4
All in ya doam
Well leave me alone
I'm not a look
Im a feelin yo
Always been that one
So don't try me One
So lil Nigga don't try me
I'm like Gold in my goals
What's the end goal
Just bought a Rollie
All my friends are real tho
Somke weed
And kiss my ring
Imma king yo
Talk a lotta shit and I can bag it tho
Like Freddie in ya dreams hoe
Muder pussy and it's dead yo
Counting bread and it's all dough
Make ya head hurt from my last line
Woah woah woah woah
I'm a mf*ckin king With a mf*ckin pen
Put you in a cage you a mf*ckin hen
Had to check if you breathing
Feet at ya neck you know I had to flex
King
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KingShit
King's here
And You not
I just dropped
Already on top
F*ck the haters
Im gettin guap
Yea yea yeah
Ion really give a f*ck
Repping Jack city
Bad bitches stand up
Going for the big boys
Crowds love me get noise
Money making big noise
F*ck that nigga get yours
Umm Wavey
Hair be on swim
Callin niggas out
You can find me in the NY
601 baby and they say I'm kinda crazy
Yeah they call me Nicko
5'5 got em big mad
Laughing crazy cause
I got Money in the big bag
I'm pretty but I'm loco
Kings wild and I know so
Gettin money blowing trees
Put me in the booth
I'll be better than you
Want ii some mo f*ckin yo hoe
It's a lotta bad bithes all at my door
King Niiko be f*ckin truth
It's nothing new
Name ring bells like jiggle a Lang
Niiko like nitendo
Woah woah
F*ckin wit'chu you bitch
I ain't tryin to go broke
Catching hands like
Connect four
Oooh
That's 1, 2, 3, 4
All in ya doam
Well leave me alone
I'm not a look
Im a feelin yo
Always been that one
So don't try me One
So lil Nigga don't try me
I'm like Gold in my goals
What's the end goal
Just bought a Rollie
All my friends are real tho
Somke weed
And kiss my ring
Imma king yo
Talk a lotta shit and I can bag it tho
Like Freddie in ya dreams hoe
Muder pussy and it's dead yo
Counting bread and it's all dough
Make ya head hurt from my last line
Woah woah woah woah
I'm a mf*ckin king With a mf*ckin pen
Put you in a cage you a mf*ckin hen
Had to check if you breathing
Feet at ya neck you know I had to flex
King
King's here
And You not
I just dropped
Already on top
F*ck the haters
Im gettin guap
Yea yea yeah
Ion really give a f*ck
Repping Jack city
Bad bitches stand up
Going for the big boys
Crowds love me get noise
Money making big noise
F*ck that nigga get yours
Umm Wavey
Hair be on swim
Callin niggas out
You can find me in the NY
601 baby and they say I'm kinda crazy
Yeah they call me Nicko
5'5 got em big mad
Laughing crazy cause
I got Money in the big bag
I'm pretty but I'm loco
Kings wild and I know so
Gettin money blowing trees
Put me in the booth
I'll be better than you
Want ii some mo f*ckin yo hoe
It's a lotta bad bithes all at my door
King Niiko be f*ckin truth
It's nothing new
Name ring bells like jiggle a Lang
Niiko like nitendo
Woah woah
F*ckin wit'chu you bitch
I ain't tryin to go broke
Catching hands like
Connect four
Oooh
That's 1, 2, 3, 4
All in ya doam
Well leave me alone
I'm not a look
Im a feelin yo
Always been that one
So don't try me One
So lil Nigga don't try me
I'm like Gold in my goals
What's the end goal
Just bought a Rollie
All my friends are real tho
Somke weed
And kiss my ring
Imma king yo
Talk a lotta shit and I can bag it tho
Like Freddie in ya dreams hoe
Muder pussy and it's dead yo
Counting bread and it's all dough
Make ya head hurt from my last line
Woah woah woah woah
I'm a mf*ckin king With a mf*ckin pen
Put you in a cage you a mf*ckin hen
Had to check if you breathing
Feet at ya neck you know I had to flex
King
Writer: NICHOLS FLETCHER, Nichols Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid