trxp 9k & trap nav – king of the streets lyrics
king of the streets lyrics
[intro]
(h2o, you made this?)
[verse 1: trxp 9k]
grrt
uh, ain’t none to it, the money be callin’, i gotta stick to it
i get up to it and walk it off
these p+ssy boys say, “p+ssed off”, from body for body, no randy moss
that boy, b+tch, he ain’t gon’ shoot sh+t
left his body in the muhf+ckin’ news clip
i’m feelin’ the ultimate ‘zoo sh+t
yuh, f+ck ’em all, it’s a fair call
i’ma dog, so i hit it raw
i got the sauce, b+tch, no hotdog
switch the glock, then i pop off
spin the block, then we skrt off
i hit the gas now, that’s what we smokin’
i’m in the throat now, she be chockin’
come get it right now, the trap soapin’
i get the check now, the b+tches dancin’
he’s gettin’ smoked now, that’s from cancer
i want neck, b+tch, none fancy
thеn i ghost, b+tch, danny phantom
get off my d+ck, b+tch, mind ya manners
b+tch, don’t come to mе for favors
f+ck all these b+tches, we stackin’ all these paper
gotta lotta things in this bookbag
slide on a p+ssy with a coat mask
some p+ssy callin’ for his b+tch back
man, come and get your b+tch back
[interlude: trxp 9k]
hol’ up, hol’ up, that’s her?
ayy, where you at?
(i’m at f+cking pizza hut)
b+tch, ain’t no muhf+ckin’ pizza hut open at no 10 o’clock, you stupid ass ho
you think i’m dumb? (stop f+ckin’ playin’, bruh)
(…keep f+ckin’ runnin’ back to me) oh, my god
(you only want me ’cause i’m good at what i do)
b+tch, you trippin’
[verse 2: trap nav & trxp 9k]
yeah
i’m smokin’ up broccoli, countin’ up lettuce
in love with the glock, i think i got a fetish
perc’ got me crazy, call me dennis the menace (ayy, thot sh+t)
(menace, menace)
all my opps hurt, they jealous (ayy)
i’m stuffin’ a 30 clip in a berretta
call me a stepper (grra)
my diamonds hit without no lights though
i love a thick b+tch with no lipo
you hate me, your ho in my likes though
testin’ me, i’ma get you together
if she wanna ho, then i let her
i might stress me a b+tch, never press ’em
all my guns, they come with a compressor
you love on that ho? i would never
thirty+two lighters all on my dresser
b+tch, i’m thuggin’ no matter the weather
so icy, we flockin’ together, huh, so icy, we flockin’ together
[outro: trxp 9k & trap nav]
i don’t be f+ckin’ with shawty, ’cause she nothin’ but a muhf+ckin’ thot (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
okay, i hit her one time again, then i pass her to the block
feel like a savage, i don’t want you b+tch
you love her? could never
yeah, i ball like mad micky, back in a pack, yeah, smokin’ on cabbage
i don’t f+ck with n0body, that sh+t was a robbery, i’m back on my p&q’s
your all in my way, excuse me, i get the pack and i move
king of the streets, b+tch
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