Royal

[Intro]
Harla-lings
Look back, Josh on the beat
Yeah

[Chorus: PFV]
Pull up in no riders I'm attacking grizzy (brr, brr)
Bitch I'm feeling royal out in Kansas City (out in Kansas City)
Drummond's in the trunk and ain't talking instrumentals(yeah, yeah)
Look I gotta keep it ready case they wanna get me (lets go)

[Verse 1: PFV]
Diamonds here to switch I turn my wrist and it's on fire (it's on fire)
When that's all they listen that attention is prize (yeah)
Got my shit in order I don't know why you surprised (why?)
I might take a jet because I wanna switch the wind (yeah)
Dead to all my past and now future stay alive (yeah)
I just took my off so they can see it when I smile
I'm on ten 'til the end, I don't keep this shit insidе (yuh)
Tending to myself and I'm not worried 'bout my pridе (yuh)
I ain't playing bitch I'm hopping plane to plane (go)
Every time I hit your city you gon' wish I never came (yeah)
Cause I'm ready, turn they ass and all these bitches that you claim
Switching sides like it's the half but I'm not even in the game (yeah)
I'm up in the clouds, I'm on that chilly Chardonnay (yah)
I might hit a bounce and show you that I'm far away
And they won't say it to my face cause when I'm near it's hard to say
You'll just take your little shots and not know where to park the K (Yeah, let's go)

[Chorus: PFV]
Pull up in no riders I'm attacking grizzy (brr, brr)
Bitch I'm feeling royal out in Kansas City (out in Kansas City)
Drummond's in the trunk and ain't talking instrumentals, look I gotta keep it ready case they wanna get me (yeah)

[Verse 2: Kung Fu Vampire]
I stay ready, a lethal weapon I'm born deadly
I'm way petty but my art is my life, I'm armed heavy
With tunnel vision my rock steady, the op let me hit they sister in the back of the club she a bop bet me
I ain't trying to disrespect, just don't know where else to put it
I'm here to entertain the dancing clown on the stage
Turning the page, another chapter of rage against the black heart machine
Creepy with my dedications
Every day is Halloween and no vaccine for a trap king
Send a postcard from purgatory, cannabis and caffeine
Long nights, early mornings, recordings from hotel
From the sky we fell and time will tell
From the 1980's we go brazy over beats that Josh gave me
Your hot rating on the billboard, the cops hate me
No cap I stay clean, they always notice me but nowadays I just rap
We royalty

[Chorus: PFV]
Pull up in no riders I'm attacking grizzy (brr, brr)
Bitch I'm feeling royal out in Kansas City (out in Kansas City)
Drummond's in the trunk and ain't talking instrumentals(yeah, yeah)
Look I gotta keep it ready case they wanna get me (lets go)