Prince Salih

Big boom while this shit goes bananas
It feel like King Kong in this bitch
Dreads get swinging and moving
Adjust my position but stick to my side never switch
I'm still a town kid yelling yee out the window
My vibes to the max hella thiz Bruh I'm on telegraph
Out here looking for beef all these vegans avoiding my clique
I'm spitting pure gas like a pump with the trigger stuck
Come from a city where weather so pretty
You never know when you gon need to duck
Still hella proud to be Oakland, poverty keepin me focused
I had to swim thru the ocean, splash creating my own wave
Had to slide on em like first base, what's your name?
Prince Salih soon to be king swaggin in Prada
On mamas juking the drama
I need some zeros acquainted wit commas
Flowering from a young seed administer greed
So we only trust in the dolla ain't no more solving my problems
I'm an artist i slit the wrist to the page
Call a doctor, spit something sick throat enflamed
Feelin flawless I keep my scope on the range
Praise to Allah all of my demons shall fade
Make em holla jump on the stage for the pay
Out option imma go get it today
Underground my goal is just freein the slaves
Fuck the coopers triggers poppin back shottas
Hurt mamas, helicopters, news watchin
Mugshots that representin the slain

Good Golly Miss Molly
Still the boy wit pen
Silver tongue wit a grin
Only chillin wit my kin
Feelin black president
I'm just tryna be rich
Watch me move watch my gig
Got em lovin my shit
I'm the man in this bitch
Thas a given thas a given
Heavy bars what I'm spittin
Got these lame niggas trippin, yeah
Lace up don't be mad get cha cake up
I gotta do what it do
Salih Mekfly bad ting in the passenger side
Don't lie thas a beautiful view

Good golly miss molly
Still that boy wit a pen
Silver tongue devil grin
Lost Rad I begin, uranium flow
Kinda crazy from the cranium tho
Black skin to strong vibranium boast
End goal make a run do some stadium shows
I mean I just a need a lil bag for the crib
Big stash for the whips big snacks for the kids
Sweater vest with the gold link dad ting, ouu
Wifey lookin like dime piece playin Baci Sippin coffee
Talkin bout stocks Sheesh, I'm Coming from the 510
Mac Dre in the trunk Y'all ain't wit that tho
I'm like ugh, stance so mannish
Never go to sleep work hard like I'm famished
Y'all squad sweet shoot verse make em vanish
I need cream cash rules everything big drip I got it
Freeing up space making room for my wallet
All about cheese, Wallace and Gromit Im lookin despicable
Flow Metamucil the vibe meta physical
Shotgun the hooptie doin what niggas do
Creep thru yo hood might just slide out and finish you
Word up yah yah yah
Check, shit
Lowkey that muhfuckin knockin tho
You know it I know it, everybody know it
Fly