[Hook]
You ^!$$%s stowin' stones at a glass house
You ^!$$%s don't be livin' would you read by

How lonesome and familiar in my trap house?
I started from the bottom, put put you mad out
King me, ^!$$% ^!$$%, king me, ^!$$% ^!$$%

Bowl down when I come around, I say king me ^!$$%
King me, ^!$$%, king me, ^!$$%, king me, ^!$$%
Money and the thing to me ^!$$%


[Verse 1]
G, see I don't get no paper and I see why

Call y ^!$$% hustle stack, then my money need high
When I was young I had a neck and thirty lead high
I f*cked it up some that ^!$$% like a B hot

King me, ^!$$% ^!$$%, if you need and work
What you gotta do is ring me, ^!$$%
In the trunk, in the car when I heard I got it, I got it

I'm talking about that .. I'm talking bout that product
I'm talking bout the products, I'm the king
You were born, you s*ck the ^!$$%s be alone

You p**sy ^!$$% from the door, you rucky ^!$$% from abroad
Get rolio all on my own, for forty all in my trunk
That 40 all in my waste and make me point it all in your face

You p**sy ^!$$%

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[Verse 2]
I put it in all into all the water never start %#@!

See the problem is their mouthy bigger than their artist
Get them boisy strapped up, but them ^!$$%s won't shoot the thing
Unless them p*ssies at them shooting range

King me ^!$$%, crown me ^!$$%
If you really got beef when you see then down me ^!$$%
See I off keep those feelie gangstas around me, ^!$$%

And I'm fresh my fabric softa, no down me ^!$$%
Got Versace all in my back, top sin on my leg
If this the wall on my lack, floating off for my trap

There's no fillie, EA boy gillie the play
Show real, got young shoes, they do whatever he say
Let's go!


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