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ishaan the rit god - live like a king, die like a king lyrics

[intro]

rit rit
sh+t like a motion picture, gold bottle team
rit rit
we live like kings, we die like kings

[verse 1:]

live like a king, die like a king, kush buds doubled like a cup of lean
b+tch i’m in the zone, chopper like a phone cuz i load it up and i let it ring
feeling like a winner, colder than the winter, call me tim duncan cuz i’m at the center
i be at the bar taking shots all night, so i’m feeling like kawhi leonard
all my exes treat me like brian pumper, they call my phone to get d+cked down
had r+t+rded hoes, i was f+cking with the riri’s, you can call me chris brown
all these old n+gga like lil wayne, cause they stopped f+cking round’ with cash money
naw i’m not a dumby, call you barry sanders, i give yo back and yo chest 20
one red bone on top of one white b+tch, sh+t looking like a candy cane
fooling in the game when i go insane, leave the scene ugly like gucci mane
hot as arizona, thumbing through a comma, all presidential, feeling like obama
j+panese waitress taking orders for me, looking like jackie chan baby mama
grinding plus grinding, you can call me luscious lyon cuz i’m tryna run a empire
blowing sticky sour, specialize in will (wheel) power, like the manager at belle tire
screaming liveraw gold bottle team, til my body sitting in the cemetary
grinding in the sun til i get more paper than a m+th+ph+kkin dictionary

[hook]

live like a king, die like a king, live like a king, die like a king
live like a king, die like a king, live like a king, die like a king
live like a king, die like a king, live like a king, die like a king
live like a king, die like a king, live like a king, die like a king

[verse 2]

live like a king, die like a king, grind day and night, ball like kareem
shooters got sh+lls for the beef and the cheese, so i pay them n+ggas sour cream
b+tch i feel like i’m playing for the boston celtics, cause my team playing for the green
n+ggas ain’t dancing, they’ll pop, lock and drop it, big rockets like yao ming
had broke nights, cell phone and a pack of ramen noodles and a pistons game
stacking up the change, winning in the game, crew full of soldiers like major payne
n+ggas walk to me like a spelling bee contestant, they like “ishaan, what’s the word?”
wasted in the bar, taking shots from downtown so i’m feeling like i’m larry bird

[hook]

[outro]

kings live forever, that’s why these n+ggas dying. quickly
rit rit, live like kings, die like kings
gold bottle team

- ishaan the rit god lyrics

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