you can eat my spittle
it'll trickle a little as you piddle fidget and fiddle in the middle
cause I'm AP,

and I get a bit lazy to walk up to you so I make it rain on you, baby

The mouth of the void, smaller than a toy truck,

doin' tons of damage with a gallon of that soy sauce
comin' from my jaws, you're annoyed and the stains suck
And even if you're angry imma give you a big hug


When I blow up, Fire in the night sky
Couldn't be cuter if I wore a white bow tie

that's no lie, gettin' married to the league
Put a tux on my body, break out the fancy cheese


I reminisce about the day that I sprouted wings
Chillin' in my sack kickin back with some onion rings
My homie cho waitin' outside wondering

Got a bit excited broke my shell with a tail swing

chorus:

all the other champs that ain't got no wings
better run, better run, faster than I flap
all the other champs that ain't got no wings

better run, better run, faster than i'm flappin'

Now you know how I came to be a monarch

flitter flappin' wreakin' havoc hunger is the hallma rk
Eat a flapjack, backtrack to the game start
Put a sandbag near my turret for a rampart


Spitter spattin' goo is slappin' champs in the face
show a champ when he's hiding in dark place in a stark

way with a quark spray narcin' all day kog
disembarks like a lark in a broad space


Did you know that I walk around naked
goin' au naturel it's just how i'm animated
and yes, ladies i'm available

if you like a small alien with no tentacles



Let's embark on a journey together
forever me and you goofing off in the sunny weather
hopin' I don't get summoned from it at the summit of pleasure

however, i'll return from my endeavor no pressure

chorus:

all the other champs that ain't got no wings
better run, better run, faster than I flap
all the other champs that ain't got no wings

better run, better run, faster than i'm flappin'





we return from our journey (oh)

still feelin' kinda hungry (word?)
got summoned back to the league it's time to feed
cause you know that koggie's got the munchies


Imma consume the whole world
I ain't ever stoppin' and i'll bathe you in my hurl

You're curled up in the fetal position
I'm on a secret mission that'll never be unfurled


chorus:
all the other kogs that ain't got no wings
better run, better run, faster than I flap

all the other kogs that ain't got no wings
better run, better run, faster than i'm flappin'