
blorg - king of the pill (hoodtrap remix) lyrics
[intro]
glasses on, told ’em pick a pill, sh+t, it’s red or blue
glasses on, told ’em pick a pill, sh+t, it’s red or+ red or+
glasses on, told ’em pick a pill, sh+t, it’s red or blue
i told all the opps to eat sh+t, and get cancer too
[chorus]
glasses on, told ’em pick a pill, sh+t, it’s red or blue
i told all the opps to eat sh+t, and get cancer too
bobby got that cell phone stick, you better answer, dude
my wife got a body on that b+tch, she a dancer too
uh, it’s big hank, f+ck they talkin’ ’bout?
f+ck a money spread, i cannot hold it, it’s a large amount
bobby got his purse, but he dropped it, and his percs fell out
hit his head, told him it’s some sh+t he shoulda thought about, uh
(trapaholics+)
[verse 1]
king of the hill, i’m selling propane
me and gang, ybn nahmir, we ran a soul train
need for speed, i’ma shift a gear, we swervin’ both lanes
i told this b+tch she hot, then sauced her down, chipotle
[pre+chorus]
know that boy ain’t right
riding with a shotgun, billy on the right
dale, he been tweaking, stayin’ up at night
oppas, they been bleeding, had to say good night, cya
[chorus]
glasses on, told ’em take a pill, sh+t, it’s red or blue
i told all the opps to eat sh+t, and get cancer too
bobby got that cell phone stick, you better answer, dude
my wife got a body on that b+tch, she a dancer too
uh, it’s big hank, f+ck they talkin’ ’bout?
f+ck a money spread, i cannot hold it, it’s a large amount
bobby got his purse, but he dropped it, and his percs fell out
hit his head, told him it’s some sh+t he shoulda thought about, uh
[verse 2]
taste the meat, not the heat, bro
khan an old head, and i ain’t talking about ebro
i’ve done so much sh+t that i’ma catch my ass a rico
we fighting over turf, smokin’ green, ceelo
yeah, baby, i’m a bossman, keep it d+low
the way the kids f+ckin’ with the sound, i’m a pedo
the oppas came up and went down like a seesaw
dale, jump in for this ad+lib (wingo)
[chorus]
glasses on, told ’em take a pill, sh+t, it’s red or blue
i told all the opps to eat sh+t, and get cancer too
bobby got that cell phone stick, you better answer, dude
my wife got a body on that b+tch, she a dancer too
uh, it’s big hank, f+ck they talkin’ ’bout?
f+ck a money spread, i cannot hold it, it’s a large amount
bobby got his purse, but he dropped it, and his percs fell out
hit his head, told him it’s some sh+t he shoulda thought about, uh
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