Kingkobra
Nigga I was just broke as fuck, everything going up
This brand new ice is froze up, we been the shit I told you
You down bad then load up, there ain't no cap the joke's up
I still got racks that's rolled up, I'm the real king cobra
Real dead opps smoker, in the streets not folding
On gang I feel like Kobe, I keep these guns like holy moly
In the cut like Tobi, grinding hard like Tony Hawk
Play with this shit you get chalked, I'm in a fast whip with a mop
Fuck nigga what you thought?
We are still on the block, it cannot ever stop
I'm counting up nigga, I do not need a clock
I got this money, bae I do not need a thot
I'ma keep getting guap
Niggas done been a few places, done seen a lot
Every location, you know that we keeping Glocks
Shoot it without a thought
Niggas been balling, bitch nigga you see the rocks
Nigga I was just broke as fuck, everything going up
This brand new ice is froze up, we been the shit I told you
You down bad then load up, there ain't no cap the joke's up
I still got racks that's rolled up, I'm the real king cobra
Real dead opps smoker, in the streets not folding
On gang I feel like Kobe, I keep these guns like holy moly
In the cut like Tobi, grinding hard like Tony Hawk
Play with this shit you get chalked, I'm in a fast whip with a mop
This brand new ice is froze up, we been the shit I told you
You down bad then load up, there ain't no cap the joke's up
I still got racks that's rolled up, I'm the real king cobra
Real dead opps smoker, in the streets not folding
On gang I feel like Kobe, I keep these guns like holy moly
In the cut like Tobi, grinding hard like Tony Hawk
Play with this shit you get chalked, I'm in a fast whip with a mop
Fuck nigga what you thought?
We are still on the block, it cannot ever stop
I'm counting up nigga, I do not need a clock
I got this money, bae I do not need a thot
I'ma keep getting guap
Niggas done been a few places, done seen a lot
Every location, you know that we keeping Glocks
Shoot it without a thought
Niggas been balling, bitch nigga you see the rocks
Nigga I was just broke as fuck, everything going up
This brand new ice is froze up, we been the shit I told you
You down bad then load up, there ain't no cap the joke's up
I still got racks that's rolled up, I'm the real king cobra
Real dead opps smoker, in the streets not folding
On gang I feel like Kobe, I keep these guns like holy moly
In the cut like Tobi, grinding hard like Tony Hawk
Play with this shit you get chalked, I'm in a fast whip with a mop
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Writer(s): Nayya Terry
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