King Kong

What bitch you gotta pay me
Where the fuck
Do you bitches get the audacity
You can't get a dollar from me
Hoe stop asking me
He blowin up her phone
But she's in a different galaxy
Got a nigga vanity bent over a balcony
Mac 11 and it's filled to maximum capacity
Just had to send a cat to hell tryna challenge me
Hustle ain't really adding up financially
Turn yo fantasies to reality join the scamily
1000 Dollars a day I miss backpage
Back to back plays
Niggas in a batting a cage
Hopped up in my bag
You know its time to sack race
Im doing the dash
Leaving them in a drag race

Back to back hits
Like ping pong Nigga
Smac Gimme That
This banana clip
A knock down King Kong nigga
Wahdam
Back to back hits
Like ping pong nigga
Smac Gimme That
This banana clip
A knock down King Kong nigga
Wahdam

If it ain't about no money
Stay yo broke ass out my dm
I just broke my Rollie chain
Choking out his bm
She been trappin hard
From the am to the pm
Gypsy Mac bitch
I'm the definition of free bands
Geez leweez is you dumb or drunk
Greek freak 34 like the bitch play for bucks
And a bitch can't get a penny
Ion care if you pretty
You ain't got enough money to be actin sadity

Where the fuck
Do you bitches get the audacity
You can't get a dollar from me
Hoe stop asking me
He blowin up her phone
But she's in a different galaxy
Got a nigga vanity bent over a balcony
Mac 11 and it's filled to maximum capacity
Just had to send a cat to hell tryna challenge me
Hustle ain't really adding up financially
Turn yo fantasies to reality join the scamily

Back to back hits
Like ping pong Nigga
Smac Gimme That
This banana clip
A knock down King Kong nigga
Wahdam
Back to back hits
Like ping pong nigga
Smac Gimme That
This banana clip
A knock down King Kong nigga
Wahdam

Yeah we a knock king kong down
With a ping pong paddle or something
THATS ON THE REAL
I'm in the booth
With my nigga mac my nigga rellz
You know we in here poppin it
You already know thats what we do bitch
First things first
Hand over that purse Ya hear me
Yeh bitches going crazy and allat
Fucking with a nigga
Yeh Stop Playing
Then they wasnt fucking with a nigga
When we was in jail
They wasnt fucking with a nigga
When we was broke and allat
Yeh we got that bag on us
Every time they see us
They breaking they necks
Stop playin we outside everyday
Chasing chicken bitch



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Writer(s): Quinton Mcclellan
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