Hatarade

'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
And I don't understand
And I don't understand
And I don't understand
Then ya gotta follow my lead
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
And I don't understand
And I don't understand
And I don't understand
Then ya gotta follow my lead

Yeah King Zae!

Let me clarify something (What's that?)
I don't care who you think I am (Oh yeah?)
Y'all keep testing my limits
Like I won't I snap like a rubber band (SSSSKAA!)
Bounce back and attack (Yup!)
Hope it teach y'all some manners
I am a star
Give you something to gander

I am the king
I wear the ring
I am the one that doesn't sit around or stand for the funny biz
I am the boss
I don't take a loss
I don't rock with niggas that be gossiping and playing with my money clip
Smiling in my face
Jealous taking place
Throwing blue shells cause they to hate to think that I am gonna win the race
Money on the brain
We are not the same
Acting all gangsta when they know that they are sweeter than a sugar cane

No fakes, no fakes, no rakes, no Jakes
No brakes, no fakes, no double takes
High stakes, I shake, I bake,
I make you quake, you sip that hatarade
I'm high, I'm out my mind,
I'm so sublime, I'm dope like Ketamine (Hahaha)
I'm slick, you slime,
I'm dollar, you dime,
Don't doubt my regimen

Spitting fire like dragon with reflux
I'm married to the game, had to sign me prenup
Castle on the hill and I'm getting my feet rubbed
You coming for the thrown so I'm pulling my seat up
This a chess game and I'm making a bold move
Yea I'm still a rookie, but I move like the pros do
Heard your little raps and they dry like tofu
I AM THE KING AND I ALREADY TOLD YOU!

'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
And I don't understand
And I don't understand
And I don't understand
Then ya gotta follow my lead
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
'Bout all the shit ya say
And I don't understand
And I don't understand
And I don't understand
Then ya gotta follow my lead

Your
Eh, Your fantasies can't ever be quenched?
Can they!?
You frikin' Friks!
When will you learn?
When will you learn
That your actions have consequences?



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Writer(s): Isaiah Smith
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