Ranking Of Kings
Yeah
Aight
Okay
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You niggas claim y'all-
Yeah Aight Okay Yeah
Yeah
KOTA!
You niggas claim y'all up y'all really down do the fuckin' most
These niggas claim they G-O-A-T I don't see no fuckin' goats
All I see in front of me is food niggas fucking roast
My niggas always eating so ain't no time for a fucking toast
Got this rap shit to a science niggas hating, leave 'em sodium
We throw salt in the wound with these weapons they know we toting 'em
Niggas think they it, just some clowns now we floating 'em
Doctor KOTA, one shot put 'em down you see we potent huh?
Say he gangsta like a pirate but he square, fool's gold
Say he heat but I'm Bobby Drake-ing I'm too cold
Counting paper but Ian no paper tell me who fold?
He said it's water under the bridge but don't know I'm a true troll
This AR can saw ya ark in half like it had a razor back
I'm scooting through this trail
You can't catch up you know I'm blazing that
You do whatever them niggas say do y'all boys a hazing pack
Say you just loyal but get bitched around you gets no praise in that
My only praise go to the most high
Yo' partners wanna meet him I can make sure that y'all both die
You think nobody seeing you could still see you with closed eyes
He think he flying past the guys he really finna nose dive
Don't gotta fall he still under me
KOTA got some Kings that'll spin more than Booker T
They sending shots, nigga better duck like he in Beijing
Couple shots'll leave deaf I can show you how to rank a king
KOTA!
Aight
Okay
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You niggas claim y'all-
Yeah Aight Okay Yeah
Yeah
KOTA!
You niggas claim y'all up y'all really down do the fuckin' most
These niggas claim they G-O-A-T I don't see no fuckin' goats
All I see in front of me is food niggas fucking roast
My niggas always eating so ain't no time for a fucking toast
Got this rap shit to a science niggas hating, leave 'em sodium
We throw salt in the wound with these weapons they know we toting 'em
Niggas think they it, just some clowns now we floating 'em
Doctor KOTA, one shot put 'em down you see we potent huh?
Say he gangsta like a pirate but he square, fool's gold
Say he heat but I'm Bobby Drake-ing I'm too cold
Counting paper but Ian no paper tell me who fold?
He said it's water under the bridge but don't know I'm a true troll
This AR can saw ya ark in half like it had a razor back
I'm scooting through this trail
You can't catch up you know I'm blazing that
You do whatever them niggas say do y'all boys a hazing pack
Say you just loyal but get bitched around you gets no praise in that
My only praise go to the most high
Yo' partners wanna meet him I can make sure that y'all both die
You think nobody seeing you could still see you with closed eyes
He think he flying past the guys he really finna nose dive
Don't gotta fall he still under me
KOTA got some Kings that'll spin more than Booker T
They sending shots, nigga better duck like he in Beijing
Couple shots'll leave deaf I can show you how to rank a king
KOTA!
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