Medusa
Mhmmm
It's King
She got on that motherfucking
(See thru)
Dress; shawty, you make me a mess
Yet I make money sleeping and wake up feeling like Michael Jackson
(Hee hoo)
Bet, when I die ain't no regret
(None at all)
Gotta get that gelato, cause being broke get a nigga stressed
Not to mention your bitch who just might leave you with a empty nest
Shawty fuck a BBL, I'll cash out on your business plan
Profit up, stack it in your "chest", cause I'm a boobies man
Face card hitting (Dime)
Just like all that debt you in from impulsive decisions (Sheesh)
Nah nah, not like that, girl don't you go and get offended
"Lay it off, nigga my shit paid off"
"So tell me what time you leaving, so I can come put it on you"
Shit, four forty four on the dot, I'm in my drop top (Skrrr, skrrr)
Cruising the streets, spinning blocks, just for that hotbox
Know it's official when I send you that red dot
Play this shit, she got her head bobbing
"Head Goblin"
She got on that motherfucking
(See thru)
Dress; shawty, you make me a mess
Yet I make money sleeping and wake up feeling like Michael Jackson
(Hee hoo)
Bet, when I die ain't no regret
(Yeah)
"Fuck it, all you can eat pancakes"
"Four dollars"
"I'm finna' get a bunch of them hoes"
"And a Oreo Shake nigga"
Low key; keep it five percent tinted
Got lil baby still tippin'
Shawty bust a left, right
(Throw some D's on that bitch)
Bitch, don't stop at the red light
Opp hit my phone, why would I pick up?
Like you ain't know what you was doing the second you switched up
Like my respect is just some shit you can fumble then pick up
Look, I'm at peace, I'm praying of you but I ain't no Bishop
And yea, I put Him first, but come and party with a sinner
Take that how you want to, but we all got that credential
"Medusa" with the way she staring me down; it's feeling mad intrusive
Everything I do really a fadeaway like Luka (Yea)
Bucket; play it cool, don't trust em'
Stepping like a pimp under pressure got your bitch too reluctant
Everybody who left me stranded I done surpassed their numbers
Influential nigga, switched her mindset now her pockets bussin'
(Not to mention)
She got on that motherfucking see thru
Yet I make money sleeping and wake up feeling like Michael Jackson Hee hoo
(I said Houston we have a problem)
(It's King)
It's King
She got on that motherfucking
(See thru)
Dress; shawty, you make me a mess
Yet I make money sleeping and wake up feeling like Michael Jackson
(Hee hoo)
Bet, when I die ain't no regret
(None at all)
Gotta get that gelato, cause being broke get a nigga stressed
Not to mention your bitch who just might leave you with a empty nest
Shawty fuck a BBL, I'll cash out on your business plan
Profit up, stack it in your "chest", cause I'm a boobies man
Face card hitting (Dime)
Just like all that debt you in from impulsive decisions (Sheesh)
Nah nah, not like that, girl don't you go and get offended
"Lay it off, nigga my shit paid off"
"So tell me what time you leaving, so I can come put it on you"
Shit, four forty four on the dot, I'm in my drop top (Skrrr, skrrr)
Cruising the streets, spinning blocks, just for that hotbox
Know it's official when I send you that red dot
Play this shit, she got her head bobbing
"Head Goblin"
She got on that motherfucking
(See thru)
Dress; shawty, you make me a mess
Yet I make money sleeping and wake up feeling like Michael Jackson
(Hee hoo)
Bet, when I die ain't no regret
(Yeah)
"Fuck it, all you can eat pancakes"
"Four dollars"
"I'm finna' get a bunch of them hoes"
"And a Oreo Shake nigga"
Low key; keep it five percent tinted
Got lil baby still tippin'
Shawty bust a left, right
(Throw some D's on that bitch)
Bitch, don't stop at the red light
Opp hit my phone, why would I pick up?
Like you ain't know what you was doing the second you switched up
Like my respect is just some shit you can fumble then pick up
Look, I'm at peace, I'm praying of you but I ain't no Bishop
And yea, I put Him first, but come and party with a sinner
Take that how you want to, but we all got that credential
"Medusa" with the way she staring me down; it's feeling mad intrusive
Everything I do really a fadeaway like Luka (Yea)
Bucket; play it cool, don't trust em'
Stepping like a pimp under pressure got your bitch too reluctant
Everybody who left me stranded I done surpassed their numbers
Influential nigga, switched her mindset now her pockets bussin'
(Not to mention)
She got on that motherfucking see thru
Yet I make money sleeping and wake up feeling like Michael Jackson Hee hoo
(I said Houston we have a problem)
(It's King)
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Writer(s): King "dj Eze"
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