King Of The City

Shoutout one time to the real ones
Shoutout to my diamonds, these the real ones
Shoutout to my shooter he a kill some
You disrespect the Mafia we peel some
Me and Cle walking all through Lenox Mall
I went to take a piss, had on Versace draws
VVS's shining like some Armor All
Imma show you broke niggas how to ball
You knew the whole time I was a real one
I poured a whole eight and I ain't spill none
Put it in the cream it look like red rum
I'm about my turkey like a pilgrim

Out the way trynna get these pills gone (get these pills gone)
Niggas on the Gram with a wig on (ay)
Bro bro on the road getting his scripts gone
Look, told that lil bitch to let my dick go (let my dick go) (ay)
Nah bitch I ain't got no Timbs on, (ay)
These them Balanciaga gyms, hoe
Look, foreign on my body shout-out Saks
Bitch, get your broke ass in the back

Bitch, I'm quick to pop a perc and take a bitch to Heaven
Quick to up a pair of dice and throw a couple sevens
Me and you against the world, I'm talking to myself
I'm swimming in a bunch of bad bitches like I'm Michael Phelps (uhhh)
I'm quick to buy a split and make that fucker jump
Quick to give a bitch the boot after a couple pumps
I'm tryna drop this dry Bentley [?]
Niggas sneak dissing on my name and we gon' leave 'em slump

If the bitch super rich she can make me bust
Hit a bitch without the bed, I can't make this up
Hit a bitch on the couch, it don't take me much
Don't need a bitch to hold me down, baby take me up

I spent a roll on these Christian Loubs
That's a pair of Balmains for some glitter shoes
If a nigga make me mad he gon' make the news
Oh that's your ace boon coon? She can get it, too
All these places you'll be saying I done been there, too
No I don't get my ice from Mike, fuck I look like, a fool?
The [?] size of my chain, imma ice it, too
And if you end up on my list imma ice you, too

I spent six bands for this rose Ro', my new pendant cost 12k
Hit the ring, make it rain, we call that shit a giveaway

Anyway, these niggas hoes, these bitches broke, (huh)
I keep that pole, you niggas know (aye)
I just had a nightmare last night, (huh)
I had a dream that [?] I'm making pints

Rich, rich, rich, my niggas trynna get rich
We ain't smoking no OG's, it's cookie oz's in this bitch
Your bitch won't leave from this bitch, spend less than a week then I dip
RGS we in this bitch, pour a whole P in this bitch, blow a whole P in this bitch

Aye, any given day go spend some bucks
Hit her from the back, dickdigging in her guts
I move so much weight, they say I'm bodybuilding
On Mack with Chi Chi got some percs from the building
Running from the blues, fucking up the road
Chain cost a dub, Gary getting all my bros

Hellcats when I pull up, it's real [?]
I dropped twice this year and I'm still in my bag (what?)
New GG, she feeling her bag, my finkle nigga just gave me twenty lines for a stack

My dog don't be never taxing me, plug harrassing me
You acting like you bout to throw a stick, it be some cash [?]
I got the sauce, I passed the shit to Cle, he passed it back to me
Pint-for-pint with Sweeze, let's both win, why would we compete?
RGS, real street niggas live a trapper life, looking like the jeweler just slapped me with a bag of ice
Molly for the hoes, hoes they showed up with a bag of ice
Imma be a legend anyway and I ain't dying tonight

Bitch, fuck with me you know it's heavy
Give me head, look at my eyes, let me know you love me
Get the head in my phone boy you know she let me, when she got my chain on, bitch you know you sexy
I ain't slippin, me and Dreke in the fast-lane, sipping on the whole thing, she doing cocaine
One hand on the chop, one hand on her crotch
Brody got me playing with them blocks, now it's heavy knots, nigga

From the Red Zone, you can't come on the block
Told Meech, "make the ice sit dumb in the watch."
Eighties in the joint tripping, going dumb in the box, play a roll we gon' put you dum-dums in the box. (Aye)
Niggas fuckin up the puppy, got it barking light, you know me, I keep quiet not the talking type
I'm on the West Side with Sweeze, he just bought a Sprite
If you ain't bout that threesome life then you all a hype (aye)

My momma always gotta check on me, (aye)
I think she know I keep a check on me
You niggas want me, then come get me, (aye)
DameDot, king of the city