The King Is Back

Shawties outside, sundress season
If you gonna cut me off, you better give me a reason
I'm getting bands after bands lil' nigga best believe it
And the ice around the neck got the shawties steady cheesing

If the money ain't right, then best believe me and my guys gon' be leaving
And we got a couple flexes for the weekend
Got a shawty back at home and I know she gon' be tweaking
And I'm touching on her thigh, got this thick bitch leaking

If she ain't tryna kick it I'ma go the fuck home
Twenty three different bitches blowing up my damn phone
DND for the night, just leave me alone
Only got one chance, two threes to ya dome

Bow, Bow
Warned you lil' nigga, now you gone
Should of played ya part when you was wrong
Now it's R.I.P. T-shirts all around the lawn
To compare me and you is like a king to a pawn

Best believe I'm clutching on the steel
Will
Smith got a body on it, flip it to a mil
These other niggas bitch made, shoot and don't kill
It's got a big head like it's Choji on a pill

I'm in a two seater, 'bout to park it
I got big bands like it's lungs on the black market
And I break glass like it's Stone Cold Steve Austin
And I tune his ice down like I'm turning off a faucet

If you say you got more money than me, better not flaunt it
I got more karats than Egyptians in the sand, I ain't pawn it
I got bands over bands, blue strips like it's Sonic
And if a nigga got a bad feat, shit, I ain't on it

Play wit' me, try
This switch on the barrel gon' send him to the sky
Real niggas don't lie
Send him up like it's wings on a G5

It's Apostlesjourney, all the fans gon' know
They see me and say that man's on a roll
I got a group plate, it's a band on a roll
Curtains opened, let's prepare for the show

It's Apostlesjourney, all the fans gon' know
They see me and say that man's on a roll
I got a group plate, it's a band on a roll
Curtains opened, let's prepare for the show



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Writer(s): Augustus Mcghee
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