King of Butterworth

Yup
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
Big Mar
Uh-huh
Check

These shady ass niggas make me nauseous
I've been around some people I don't trust, had to be cautious
Really I'm a sweetheart, they turned me to a monster
If I don't see my money then I'll make you see a doctor
Rockstar, baby
My jeans are so tight
My dick can't breathe cuz her pussy tight
I wanna make love, I don't wanna fight
But when I see an opp I wanna put him down on sight and that's right
Whoo
Very accurate
I've been winning in life before the accolades
Had to cut some niggas off, had to amputate
Cause they don't wanna see me with a smiley face
I hardly check up on my friends, but I hope they're doing well
Uh
Back on my bullshit, uh
Back with some new shit, uh
Fill up my cup, oh please
I'm such a nuisance, uh
The king of Butterworth putting in the work, baby
Tryna ride my wave but they can't surf, baby
Out here looking clean but I'm from the dirt, baby
I got these niggas hype like they off a perc, baby
It's the lyrical criminal with the lyrics that's critical to your mental and physical
Let me paint you a visual, this the shit that you need
You ain't making good decisions if you never choose me
I told a bitch that my dreams are bigger than your booty
Niggas ain't sleeping on me 'less they sippin' codeine
And that's a fact
Like it or not, double tap
Still got my town on my back and your bitch on my sack
And I go tit for tat with your favorite and his dad
Niggas used to say I'm mad
Well, guess what, bitch, I am
Uhm
Sometimes you just gotta think about things
Like how you don't wanna think about things
Mhm
What does that mean
Psst, I don't even know
Whoo
Shit, shit, nigga, shit
Naw, shit, nigga
Fuck
She Medusa kill me with the head
Can't give her my heart 'cause her flag is red
We cooking up tryna get that bread
We don't talk to niggas that talk to feds
Man I go so crazy when I spit on mic
Like Pop I just shake the room like I play dice
My cup full of lean, I'm sleeping, goodnight
I wake up and beat the beat up like I'm Mike
Oouu, shit, nigga
Tell me who really the realest
I'm on your main bitch's wish list
I'm tryna get green like I'm Krillin, nigga
Squeeze trigger
Fuck with me then you meet Jesus, nigga
Better say "thank you" and "please", nigga
Do this for nephews and nieces, nigga
I'm back
Mirror on the wall
Tell me who really the greatest of them all
I can't be taking your daughter to the mall
When my niggas don't know what to eat tomorrow
Can't be picking up you shady niggas' calls
Smile at my face but you wanna see me fall
Guess you gon' wait til' I slip up on the floor
Opened my mouth and it opened many doors
Got me wanting more
And that's how it is, yeah, that's how it should be
Living my life like this shit a movie
They don't want know smoke, they don't want no doobie
Been here for a minute, they think I'm a rookie
They moving in groups and acting like groupies
I'm still the real dookie, the king, the kong
Write me a check 'cause I never do wrong, nigga