[Hook: Zolo Baxter}
King of my town
My hood know im around
These b**hes love my sound
Got me feeling Like
Bobby Brown (x4)
b**hes doing coke
Like its Christmas
Pray to Whitney Houston
Let her be my witness saying
Bobby Brown (x4)
[Verse 1: Zolo Baxter]
Rap like im in a coffin that means im rapping 'till I die
I ain't Morgan Spurlock because my life be supersized
They hate and spread lies
I got everything that they despise
I wonder why, but I recognize
That good sh** attracts flies
Homie your sh** dont make sense
He say he got a new b**h but I see dents
Say ima G like I forgot my alphabet
f**ing blue b**hes from another planet
Thats how I do
p**y pinker than Majin Buu
Tell your b**h she owe me an IOU
All I see is K like I play for Duke
The Lambo a color of Fuchsia
She asked how im doing, b**h better than I used ta
This lifestyle I live will cost ya more than an arm and leg can offer
I be on a cloud when I spit my verse
And its off the top like I dont rehearse
Homie I dont know what could be worse, rap for the duffle or rap for the purse
Ask me if I gone eat her I say of course
They put me in a feature, I put it in a hearse
I leave her speechless, leave her hoarse
To this rap game I must be a curse
You gotta be kidding me
I must bring so much pity
Im Magic and Dwight in my city
Im Bobby and Lindsey to this industry b**h
[Hook}
[Verse 2: T.H.E K.I.D]
Its the K.I.D I be smoking on that tree
Im that little n***a that grew up on Gregory
Fax football from my head down to my feet
Beat picking up so I gotta switch the speed
So I hit it with a left, right, hit it from the back
Hit the superspeed, got my city on my back
Think im playing games? Yeah I never doing that
Flow so sick you might have a heart attack
Quit her p**y once, now im about to relapse
And I go so hard that I think I can't stop
Pull up in the drop and Im making n***as drop
p**y speak a different language when I make it pop
Enough of this fast sh**, you dont understand it
So I slow it down just to do it how I wanna
k**ing this rap sh** n***a thats on mamas
Shout out to them bad hoes, yeah shout out Yovanna ugh
Im that n***a coming westside from L.A
This that Cali living yeah shout out to the Bay
But I got love for New York, I got love M.I.A
And my names the K.I.D best believe Im here to stay
[Hook]