lil cal, the king iii - queens lyrics
[intro]
y’all ready?
it’s time for lil cal!
[hook]
i’m in queens, talk to me
i’m just chilling at the deli
in the right lane, but don’t call me tory
find me in the right category
call me dexter, ’cause it’s my laboratory
get your sh+t right, ’cause there’s two to the story
i’m cookin sh+t up, like i’m rick and morty
call me lebron, ’cause you know i’m so sporty
shoot with that 3’s, fire like 40’s
don’t touch my phone, n+gga, ’cause i’ll go lori
find my talent in the cal inventory
i got a goldie, i don’t keep no corgi
penny penny penny, but i ain’t oscar
scratch on my head, but don’t call me harry potter (yeah)
scratch on my head, but don’t call me harry potter
[verse]
sp+ce jam, like michael jordan
soulja boy, hop out the bed in the morning (okay)
i ain’t play soccer, but you know i’m scoring
i ain’t the grammys, but soon they’ll award me (okay)
the weather bipolar, it’s hot then it’s pouring, (okay)
my necklace a thunderstorm, you know it’s pouring
you hating on me, a thousand degrees, you big mad but you know that’s a warning
soon i’m in florida, performing huge ass concerts, little jit, ‘cause you know they recording
the opps tryna stand and look cool but they know they not cool
you don’t like me, b+tch, who even cares?
i’m just trying to get a chart so high
i’ve been getting money, i’m so fly
i’m just trying to make it, get by
eating good and living life
[bridge]
i be living it
splitting my bank accounts like my dividends
my pockets feel unlimited
’cause i’m all ’bout the benjamin’s
i be living it
splitting my bank accounts like my dividends
my pockets feel unlimited
’cause i’m all ’bout the benjamin’s
[hook]
i’m in queens, talk to me
i’m just chilling at the deli
in the right lane, but don’t call me tory
find me in the right category
call me dexter, ’cause it’s my laboratory
get your sh+t right, ’cause there’s two to the story
i’m cookin sh+t up, like i’m rick and morty
call me lebron, ’cause you know i’m so sporty
shoot with that 3’s, fire like 40’s
don’t touch my phone, n+gga, ’cause i’ll go lori
find my talent in the cal inventory
i got a goldie, i don’t keep no corgi
penny penny penny, but i ain’t oscar
scratch on my head, but don’t call me harry potter (yeah)
scratch on my head, but don’t call me harry potter (okay)
[outro]
what’s up, y’all?
it’s lil cal baby!
i see y’all up there!
ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah
aight, see y’all, love y’all!
here we are!
cars!
we have trees!
the sky is blue!
oh my god, look at the sky, peep at the sky!
we got trashcans!
uh, i don’t know
here we are, haha!
excuse me! excuse me, sir! (okay)
you know we’re all in autotune, right? (sir, sir, sir!)
sir, sir, sir!
you are violating my personal bubble!
lil cal made this beat!
if lil cal made it, i’ll hear it!
what are you cooking up, cal?
cal, you’re the best! (i was tryna get the cake, and now, i’m really there)
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