Donski

Straight out the fucking jungle
Fuck being humble
I’m growing niggas off top, like it’s a royal fumble
Bulldog without the muzzle
You don’t want no trouble
This rap shit is getting wack, I need another hustle
And I can't fuck with you
Unless I know yo momma
Cause that’s exactly where I’m heading if we getting drama
I’m sorry Your Honour
I’m just in love with commas
The hood Obama
Black hoodies, and Benihanas
These niggas they don’t want it they, just say they do
I’m the new King of New York, it’s not debatable
I run em down, gun em down, look what you made me do
Talking shit, and now we only eating baby food
In that Mercedes coupe
Navy blue
Wavy duke
Oh that’s your baby boo
That’s crazy she said I’m her baby too (laughs)
We could share her my nigga
Yeah you brought her, but I wear her my nigga
It’s going down
This is black skully
Got a sandwich from the deli
Talking work on the throw away celli
Counting money in the telly
Fucking this bitch until I’m smelly
Only God can judge me
What the fuck can you tell me
Piercing in her nose
Thug Life across the belly
I told her I’ll be back, she call me Kris Makaveli
If life’s a dice game, then I’m a rob it
If you getting money, you’s a target
Hit the mattress, hit the safe, I want all it
Won’t stop until these niggas forfeit
I’m flawless
Big dog, no fear on my heart
I sic you
You shiatsus
All you can do is bark
Me...
Me?
I got bite like a shark
You fuck around
I tear this whole shit apart
It’s going down
I can run up in yo house
Fondling your spouse
Put the gun up to your scalp
And take the work up out the couch
I’m the one
But, that’s just word of mouth
They still think I got connects Down South
I’m that nigga, huh