King Talk
The track where we meet
We meeting tomorrow
20 inch rims
We loading them all
They sleeping on me
They praying I fall
Got 30s on me I swish when I ball
Got the boss on my spine we carrying them all
Them niggas be drowning they flooded with flaws
Got the marks of an alpha the mane and the claws
The pressure is on cuz I'm leading them all
AP on my wrist imma boss
Red 5s on feet big cost
You was close in the end still lost
1 chance with a bitch imma toss
I own it all like my name was ross
I'm the boss with the sauce never lost
Check your broad imma turn into a ghost
Giving head while I'm buttering my toast
Aye, aye buttering my toast act like they fresh
You playing my song you playing the best
man Fuck all the leeches I hike in a vest
I fight in vest I got lead in my chest
I put u in check it's mate like it's chess
We pull up with guns we making a mess
We killing the ops and saving the rest
Exotic my wrist my chain and the rest
I pay for you house with what's on my neck
Been off for a bit and I'm back on the set
Like Migos like takeoff we straightening the check
Like bitch I'm exotic
My bitches exotic
My shoes is exotic
My fits is exotic
My flows is exotic
My wrist is exotic
My neck is exotic
Your broad in my sheets
I come with the knowledge
We meeting tomorrow
20 inch rims
We loading them all
They sleeping on me
They praying I fall
Got 30s on me I swish when I ball
Got the boss on my spine we carrying them all
Them niggas be drowning they flooded with flaws
Got the marks of an alpha the mane and the claws
The pressure is on cuz I'm leading them all
AP on my wrist imma boss
Red 5s on feet big cost
You was close in the end still lost
1 chance with a bitch imma toss
I own it all like my name was ross
I'm the boss with the sauce never lost
Check your broad imma turn into a ghost
Giving head while I'm buttering my toast
Aye, aye buttering my toast act like they fresh
You playing my song you playing the best
man Fuck all the leeches I hike in a vest
I fight in vest I got lead in my chest
I put u in check it's mate like it's chess
We pull up with guns we making a mess
We killing the ops and saving the rest
Exotic my wrist my chain and the rest
I pay for you house with what's on my neck
Been off for a bit and I'm back on the set
Like Migos like takeoff we straightening the check
Like bitch I'm exotic
My bitches exotic
My shoes is exotic
My fits is exotic
My flows is exotic
My wrist is exotic
My neck is exotic
Your broad in my sheets
I come with the knowledge
Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Chitohwa
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