[Hook]
King, King, I'm a f**ing King
King, King, I'm a f**ing King
King, King, I'm a f**ing King
King, King, I'm a f**ing King
[Verse 1]
Plans on my mind
I got bands on my mind
And if it's hands that you want
You can catch me outside (aye aye aye)
"Howboutdaa"
Picking up the pace, "Howboutdaa"
Pump the f**ing ba**, "Howboutdaa"
Hit em in the face, "Howboutdaa"
You can try say sh** it don't move me
Saying "let me try something" in the movie
Floating off in the wind like a toupee
I just f**ed 2 models and a groupie
"Yaaa see"
Now I'm bumping Chance the rapper
Getting all these b**hes wet they're calling me a pastor
Working magic on the track like a f**ing spell caster
Saying "bring that a** back" like a f**ing Slave master
Going faster
You really never gon' be nothin but a ba*tard
f**ing haters always dwelling on my last word
And your b**h was saying i'm the one she preferred
I just be trying to make all my dreams come alive
So I'll be back in five with 100 times 5
And I'll hop in the ride with some hoe I'll call Clyde
And she saying she bi but I know she love guy
And I be rocking that Gucci
Sipping codeine and I'm loopy
All of these f**ers want shoot me
And all of their b**hes want do me
And there's nothing I can do b
All I wanna do is turn these hunnids' into blue cheese
Styling on your a** when I be flying in the coupe
All you wanna do is turn around and say you knew
Me
I be sipping soup
In the middle of Italy got a brand name on my shoe
And you gotta be kidding me hoe I'm giving you boot
If you thinking you're gonna be more than just a f**ing group-ie
Stylin tho
And I'm rocking nothing but f**ing designer clothes
And I'm really bu*t f**ing all these designer hoes
And you're trying really hard to f**ing hide your woes
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[Verse 2]
I never met you before (aye)
I f** you like you a hoe (uh)
I be kicking down the doe' (yo)
And then you give me f**ing dough (aye)
I could go in on the beat
I just write out a sheet
Then I sit on the seat
And go to new feats
All of this in just a week
I got 200 day streaks, I'm a beast
And I'm a king in the sheets
All of these b**hes be f**ing with me
All of these b**hes wan s** on the D
While this sh** happens I'm sipping this tea
In yo f**ing hood
In the f**ing woods
I don't give a f**
I won't give it up
I'll go in alone
f** your b**h she moan
I got all this cash
Gucci on my a**
I just wanna make it come alive
And so I'm gonna strive
And till the day I mother f**ing die
I'll be up in the sky
All these f**ing syllables
Your b**h is f**ing drill-able
Only drink on refillable
I hope it's reconcilable
UH
I try to make it all last
Always look back at the past
Learn from all your mistakes
That's all that it takes
I don't like you if you fake (aye)
Even worse if you a snake (aye)
I don't f** with heartbreak (aye)
All about the give and take (aye)
Being selfless is a virtue
I don't wanna f**ing hurt you
Plus it's past your f**ing curfew
If you thick I just might search you
I could keep going for hours and hours and hours and hours on end (aye)
I show your b**h to my shower
Give her my tower and call you my friend (aye)
Gold up on my f**ing ring (aye)
Chain on my neck be like bling (aye)
That girl a mad ting (aye)
That's why they call me a...
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