waka flocka flame - long live the king lyrics
[intro: waka flocka flame]
on an adderall and bean, ayy
n-gg-, f-ck a crown, b-tch, they know that i’m a king
call it soul food the way we sellin’ chicken wings
fourteen hundred for a pound of collared greens
know this sh-t wrong but the money callin’ me
ain’t no broke b-tch or broke n-gg- standin’ next to me
n-gg- run off with some work, sh-t, i ain’t losin’ sleep
have my youngins h-t your house and sn-tch your kids while they sleep, gang
call me big flame, red flag flame
i ain’t worryin’ ’bout no n-gg- tryna reach for my chain
n-gg-s know loudiene gon’ k!ll ’em, i’ma send the whole gang
i’m where you can’t hang, hang with some k!llers, bang (reload)
[chorus: waka flocka flame]
on an adderall and bean, ayy
n-gg-, f-ck a crown, b-tch, they know that i’m a king (hoodrich, b-tch)
call it soul food the way we sellin’ chicken wings
fourteen hundred for a pound of collared greens
know this sh-t wrong but the money callin’ me
ain’t no broke b-tch or broke n-gg- standin’ next to me
n-gg- run off with some work, sh-t, i ain’t losin’ sleep
have my youngins h-t your house and sn-tch your kids while they sleep, gang
[verse 1: waka flocka flame]
call me big flame, red flag flame
i ain’t worryin’ ’bout no n-gg- tryna reach for my chain
n-gg-s know loudiene gon’ k!ll ’em, i’ma send the whole gang
i’m where you can’t hang, hang with some k!llers, bang
and n-gg-s know we flame and the same f-cking thing
one time for them n-gg-s down the road in the chain gang
on the frontline putting work in for waka flocka flame
i was born in this game, they better check my family name
every time i fell i had myself to blame
gas bag shawty sellin’ cocaine
rap for the money, i ain’t want the fame
but i can’t complain, man, these n-gg-s lame, flame
[chorus: waka flocka flame]
on an adderall and bean, ayy
n-gg-, f-ck a crown, b-tch, they know that i’m a king (hoodrich)
call it soul food the way we sellin’ chicken wings
fourteen hundred for a pound of collared greens
know this sh-t wrong but the money callin’ me
ain’t no broke b-tch or broke n-gg- standin’ next to me
n-gg- run off with some work, sh-t, i ain’t losin’ sleep
have my youngins h-t your house and sn-tch your kids while they sleep, gang
[verse 2: loudiene]
take an l for what? take his -ss to a bus
smoke him like some runtz, like november, he a hunt
roast him up, be king tut, you heard them shots, yeah, that’s them
waka said get him, i can f-ck him up
waka said get him, yeah, that’s your luck
it’s a murder, it’s a must
i like blood, i like guts
i love funds, i clutch guns
all these crazy pills got me sane
is you rollin’? yeah, you knowin’ my life gucci mane
i’m in it for the money, f-ck a name
turn your hood to a shooting range
big daddy how i move the ‘caine
met the kilos just to k!ll again
bl–dy hundreds, spent it on a chain
glock-30, do ’em dirty, k!lled ’em clean
i’m just sippin’ on this dirty lean
bought my b-tch a bag, a new celene
hot and ready like krispy kreme, sh-t
[chorus: waka flocka flame]
on an adderall and bean, ayy
n-gg-, f-ck a crown, b-tch, they know that i’m a king
call it soul food the way we sellin’ chicken wings
fourteen hundred for a pound of collared greens
know this sh-t wrong but the money callin’ me
ain’t no broke b-tch or broke n-gg- standin’ next to me
n-gg- run off with some work, sh-t, i ain’t losin’ sleep
have my youngins h-t your house and sn-tch your kids while they sleep, gang
[outro: waka flocka flame]
dj big tiny
dj tiny, man, we in this motherf-cker, man
squad, baow, baow, baow
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