Tyga - King Company lyrics

[Verse 1: Honey Cocaine] Yellow b**h wear gold j**els New b**h, drive old school Them b**hes hate like, "Who you?" You ain't sh**, you boo-boo I gets mine and take yours sh**ting what I made for Touring, b**h, I give it dawg Tell her that I said, "I did it, dawg" Yellow b**h, all night Yellow b**h, all right Yellow b**h, I does my thang All the homies say why I know, I know, I know your n***a love to sing my songs, b**h If you f**ing with me, then you f**ing with the wrong b**h I'm 'bout it, 'bout it He 'bout it, 'bout it He hit it, hit it Can't live without it, 'out it I'm in this dawg, treat that rap like it's my job When my brahs f** the cops, thirsty b**hes acting pause Don't be moving like you and I was friends or something Cause I'm just doing me, rapping trying to spit something I don't know you brah s** my clit, I don't owe you brahs Dark skin b**h with the golden hair Honey Cocaine to the f**ing world, hey [Verse 2: Tyga] f** the world, came and gave her a baby My car do 180, I'm losing s**m, I'm faded Your girl ejaculate me, I'm horse riding that an*l This crazy sh** I be saying insane, I'm Charles Manson This motherf**er ain't landing I'm landing on b**hes' panties That lambskin in the Lambo Shoot up your leg, now you can't stand me (ha) Pop up, pop up on you with cars you've seen in cartoons I'm like f-f-f-f** you, cause you, ain't got nothing to lose Funny, Adam Sandler I cover my back with mammals They judge me, don't need a panel You gossip too much; E channel W-w-why you all up on me? I thought I told you don't call me My cousins, they see me shining Now they're all begging for diamonds I, I'm just good with this rhyming Rolex, that's perfect timing Might change my name to Muhammad Like Ali, she call me Papi (ah) Don't want more problems I just want more money Two house bunnies to keep the king company (ha)