Kentucky Kingdom
(But I need a challenge, I don't ever move backwards)
(I can't feel my legs)
Yeah, my last bitch was bad but I need a new challenge
I don't ever move backwards, keep Kentucky bred stallions
'Round me all day, like I'm trying to win the game
Bitch, I feel Paul crew but this time I don't throw the game, hold up
Kentucky Kingdom, can't feel my legs
I was sitting on the ledge, lucky I ain't jump off it
Every time she give me head, that shit put me in a coffin
You ain't smoking on no gas if that shit don't leave you coughing, hold up
I just made another anthem for the road, dawg
You wasn't ever present for the roll call
You can't get a thing, I don't owe y'all
When she give me head, I'm like oh joy
I just a give a shout out ole girl
I know a couple homies sell the ole boy
She came to fuck it up, she rocked my whole world
And I don't feel it often, give you the whole world
I really hate to say it, I ain't been the same since
Split my last dollar with my brother, split the same cent
'Bout to make another hit, bitch, I can't miss
Know they knew my face when I came in
Private dances in the fully lit bedroom
I need my head space, need my leg room
I put nothing right above it, got no head room
I need the crib with like four or five guest rooms
Pardon me, wear my heart on my sleeve
It's gon' be a cold day when a bitch decide to leave
Ain't nothing changed but the money and the leaves
I've been known to pull some strings, you can't get it like me
She give me head 'til I can't feel my legs
Think we're living on the edge and I might just jump off it
Yeah, you do this shit the best but I think I'm good on it
When it's falling like Autumn, I might take it like a loss
Yeah, my last bitch was bad but I need a new challenge
I don't ever move backwards, keep Kentucky bred stallions
'Round me all day, like I'm trying to win the game
Bitch, I feel Paul crew but this time I don't throw the game, hold up
Kentucky Kingdom, can't feel my legs
I was sitting on the ledge, lucky I ain't jump off it
Every time she give me head, that shit put me in a coffin
You ain't smoking on no gas if that shit don't leave you coughing, hold up
(Hey, Lena, I think we should start seeing other people)
(I think I'm in love)
(Good news, boys, I didn't spill my beer)
(Without question, Crew's five year probation for point shaving has been severely violated tonight)
(I can't feel my legs)
Yeah, my last bitch was bad but I need a new challenge
I don't ever move backwards, keep Kentucky bred stallions
'Round me all day, like I'm trying to win the game
Bitch, I feel Paul crew but this time I don't throw the game, hold up
Kentucky Kingdom, can't feel my legs
I was sitting on the ledge, lucky I ain't jump off it
Every time she give me head, that shit put me in a coffin
You ain't smoking on no gas if that shit don't leave you coughing, hold up
I just made another anthem for the road, dawg
You wasn't ever present for the roll call
You can't get a thing, I don't owe y'all
When she give me head, I'm like oh joy
I just a give a shout out ole girl
I know a couple homies sell the ole boy
She came to fuck it up, she rocked my whole world
And I don't feel it often, give you the whole world
I really hate to say it, I ain't been the same since
Split my last dollar with my brother, split the same cent
'Bout to make another hit, bitch, I can't miss
Know they knew my face when I came in
Private dances in the fully lit bedroom
I need my head space, need my leg room
I put nothing right above it, got no head room
I need the crib with like four or five guest rooms
Pardon me, wear my heart on my sleeve
It's gon' be a cold day when a bitch decide to leave
Ain't nothing changed but the money and the leaves
I've been known to pull some strings, you can't get it like me
She give me head 'til I can't feel my legs
Think we're living on the edge and I might just jump off it
Yeah, you do this shit the best but I think I'm good on it
When it's falling like Autumn, I might take it like a loss
Yeah, my last bitch was bad but I need a new challenge
I don't ever move backwards, keep Kentucky bred stallions
'Round me all day, like I'm trying to win the game
Bitch, I feel Paul crew but this time I don't throw the game, hold up
Kentucky Kingdom, can't feel my legs
I was sitting on the ledge, lucky I ain't jump off it
Every time she give me head, that shit put me in a coffin
You ain't smoking on no gas if that shit don't leave you coughing, hold up
(Hey, Lena, I think we should start seeing other people)
(I think I'm in love)
(Good news, boys, I didn't spill my beer)
(Without question, Crew's five year probation for point shaving has been severely violated tonight)
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Writer(s): Taylor Spoon
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