King Shit, Pt. 2

[Verse]
New number no one calling my phone
A hundred dollars for the zip and I'm gone
Sound lawless when I'm all in control
I win regardless if I'm out of my zone
New maneuver when I'm using my fangs
You manure all you losers the same
Still a user but the movement has changed
Still abusing now the fluid my game
Laced up with some gin in my juice
I got the gas and it give me a boost
I got the fuel I ain't need it from
Watch me out run all your affiliates too
Speeding up I got a ghost in my lung
Spirit of a cheetah baby watch how I run
Lyrical amoeba beating beats with my tounge
Feed me the believers until my ego is done
These hoes love it that I'm cocky on the beat now
Nah, they just love the way I leave the pussy beat down
Everyday fight night, bonafide tight right
Let me go ahead and hit it until I get my D crowned

[Hook]
Oh baby I be back up on my king shit
Yeah baby I be back up on my king shit
On my king shit, back up on my shit
Yeah baby I be back up on my king shit x2

[Verse]
Skinny boy but you know I like them hoes thick
Dirty soil in my water but it's so crisp
Let boil, toil, troubled soul shit
Witches brew up in my cup I need a whole sip
I ain't make it out the mud man I'm doing dirt still
Hitting up the plug disappear like Copperfield
Breaking up some bud tryna get a blunt filled
I ain't need no love I'm just tryna get a mill
Cop a couple meals tryna eat with my boys
Money talk loud so all we got is noise
I know the paper calling I know I hear it's voice
Money moves only I'm tryna cop a Royce
Why they so annoyed
I'm out here making big moves, never been a choice
I'm only filling big shoes, tryna cop some toys
McClaren and a '62 Porsche looking coy

[Hook]
Oh baby I be back up on my king shit
Yeah baby I be back up on my king shit
On my king shit, back up on my shit
Yeah baby I be back up on my king shit x2