Keep a K

I'm in the North browsing King of Prussia
I be smoking on them creams
Fiends call me king of Russia
You a busta you aint got that green
Bitches aint gone love you
Jay a hustler pullup with that beam
Take whatever from ya
But for now I'm rocking Fendi pants
You aint got no hustler in you
Make money like any can
Billy get it off woulda thought he sold for many men
Can't no bitch distract me from racking my dividends
Posting subliminal disses like I give a damn

Uh
Bitches is enemies
Like Buzz I'm real till infinity
And beyond I'm the epitome
Of a don heater stay close to me
Like Mulan Mushu and lil crikee
What you thought I wont gone get busy
The watch cost a rack and the belt was bout 650
And your bitch wanna get with me
Cuz I'm a nice guy
A fucking this cash off
I don't look at the tag
Just put it in the bag guy
Now up on my last song I went sicko mode
Like the digital dash guy
But baby don't play with me
Just give me that sugar I'm tryna get cancer

She bring her ass over here turn around
I fuck from back with my hands up
I bust on her back and she telling me thank you
I'm thinking this bitch got some manners
I wet his ass up and his brothers and
Wait a minute that don't fit in the stanza
What I'm tryna say is when it get to spraying
I turn the toughest into dancers
Now in this world of goats I'm the coyote
See you notice me
I nut on your bitch face maybe its Maybelline
My money up
You cannot play with me
Just wanna fuck you cannot stay with me
Don't try your luck
I keep a K with me
Don't try your luck
I keep a K with me
Don't try ya luck
I keep a K with me



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Writer(s): Isaiah Jones
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