King Kong
Pull up on him woah Yeah that boy be gone
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side incase anything go wrong
I don't know why but I love my money long
Chopper take a limb chances slim
Knock him out his Timbs
Medics taking him say a hymn
He ain't making it
Really bout this shit you can tell
I ain't faking it
Real recognize real
Ain't no mistaking it
Walking like McGregor way I'm moving them bo's
I'm that guy that got that one and turned it to dos
They know I gotta gun you can tell how I pose
Best not play me dumb or they gon see the ghost
Bish I'm killing like the Clintons
Ima get away with it
Chopper coming with extensions
I can go and spray with it
Yeah I'm full of bad intentions
Glock on me I stay with it
They say I need interventions
Fck that I be staying lit
Going fast up in the whip i think Louis Hamilton
Guess my Life be about the only thing that I be gambling
Pull that Drew Bress out my pocket they all gon start scrambling
Ima hit em' with the rocket they best call the ambulance
Pull up on him woah Yeah that boy be gone
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side incase anything go wrong
I don't know why but I love my money long
Tell em' its L
I keep a stick like Leonidis
I got 300 rounds
Magged for the violence
I'll be squeezing on the trigger
Till I get arthritis
I just turned my chopper quiet
Yeah I move in silence
I ain't on that gang shit
But I really bang shit
You better just think about it
Before you get your brain hit
Do it then I lane switch
Hanging with your main bish
She gon suck up all my kids
She think that I be famous
Bitches stupid but man you can't really blame her
I'm an entertainer
Every song a banger
And she love the danger
And I'm with it
Ima go and get it
Got my armor fitted
You gon have to hit my fitted
I don't think you gonna hit it
I can tell by how you hold it
Play with me you getting folded
I don't know that bish
But it's a murder yeah she wrote it
Ima Pull up on him bish you know that he gon
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
Pull up on him woah yeah that boy be gone
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side incase anything go wrong
I don't know why but I love my money long
Pull up on him woah yeah that boy be gone
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side incase anything go wrong
I don't know why but I love my money long
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side incase anything go wrong
I don't know why but I love my money long
Chopper take a limb chances slim
Knock him out his Timbs
Medics taking him say a hymn
He ain't making it
Really bout this shit you can tell
I ain't faking it
Real recognize real
Ain't no mistaking it
Walking like McGregor way I'm moving them bo's
I'm that guy that got that one and turned it to dos
They know I gotta gun you can tell how I pose
Best not play me dumb or they gon see the ghost
Bish I'm killing like the Clintons
Ima get away with it
Chopper coming with extensions
I can go and spray with it
Yeah I'm full of bad intentions
Glock on me I stay with it
They say I need interventions
Fck that I be staying lit
Going fast up in the whip i think Louis Hamilton
Guess my Life be about the only thing that I be gambling
Pull that Drew Bress out my pocket they all gon start scrambling
Ima hit em' with the rocket they best call the ambulance
Pull up on him woah Yeah that boy be gone
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side incase anything go wrong
I don't know why but I love my money long
Tell em' its L
I keep a stick like Leonidis
I got 300 rounds
Magged for the violence
I'll be squeezing on the trigger
Till I get arthritis
I just turned my chopper quiet
Yeah I move in silence
I ain't on that gang shit
But I really bang shit
You better just think about it
Before you get your brain hit
Do it then I lane switch
Hanging with your main bish
She gon suck up all my kids
She think that I be famous
Bitches stupid but man you can't really blame her
I'm an entertainer
Every song a banger
And she love the danger
And I'm with it
Ima go and get it
Got my armor fitted
You gon have to hit my fitted
I don't think you gonna hit it
I can tell by how you hold it
Play with me you getting folded
I don't know that bish
But it's a murder yeah she wrote it
Ima Pull up on him bish you know that he gon
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
Pull up on him woah yeah that boy be gone
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side incase anything go wrong
I don't know why but I love my money long
Pull up on him woah yeah that boy be gone
Hit him in his chest knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side incase anything go wrong
I don't know why but I love my money long
Credits
Writer(s): Landon Huber
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