The Kings Body

[Intro: Jamar Rose]
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, oi, oi, oi

[Verse 1: Jamar Rose]
We caught a body, ain't no accident, premeditated
Thought he was the king, what you stupid? Boy, I had to say it!
On the throne all them years, what you thought, that you was acclimated?
Saw the crown on a false prophet, so I had to take it
Knocking down their walls like my team was out in Germany
Claim they got the heat, but we gon' burn 'em to the third degree
Say they want that smoke, they pulling up, they tryna murder me
Name up in their mouth, so I know them bitches heard of me
We gon' spin the block, but I told my niggas spin back
I won't lеave the scenе 'till it's looking like a smoke stack
He gon' see his life before his eyes - flashback
Reload it and dump the clip again, click clack

[Verse 2: GalickZ]
Click clack
You pussy niggas ain't with that
I caught a couple niggas who stealing my flow
And I'm needing my shit back
Lord of the Stars like Chris Craig
Throw an attack and you miss that
You need to get back, it's a mismatch
I won't play with your bitch ass, wait
I'll put the heat to a nigga like Dabi
I'm keeping a tech, other ones in the lobby
This trio unmatched and I put that on Kami
And I keep the fire around me, I'm Maki
If I get bored, then I'm stacking some bodies
If he want more, get the hands - Shigaraki
A limb get torn, then I start being cocky
I up the four and it come with a shotty
I got this white in my eyes like I'm Hashira
You bitches are wack, it reminds me of Sakura
Get the fuck out my way if you popping up
You in my way, then it's blood you'll be coughing up
Now in trouble, you fuck with two Gods and a Rose
Got this ice on my chain, and my watch is one froze
I got plans for the future, I got all my goals
If you messing with gang, you get popped in your dome, lil' bitch

[Verse 3: Walnutgod]
Popped in the dome, hoe
Taking the head off his body like Goto
Fucking a star, ain't that fuck nigga don't know
Cash finna pop on the screen like a Dono
I do 'em dirty, no cap
I beat his ass and that boy wanna go, run it back
Swinging this stick like a bat
Boy wanna talk, when he pull up, I'm laying him flat!
Bitch
Fill 'em with metal like botnicks
Get that boy holy like baptist
Wet that boy up with a fast spliff, wait
Now you'll be seeing the light
Bitch, I'mma god, you ain't seeing me die
Look in my verse, you ain't seeing a lie
Fucking your hoe, you ain't beating it right
Finna beat a nigga up, left, right, down
Clearing every nigga in the set right now
Nigga think he smart, we can test right now
Three GOATs started, we the best right now
Three GOATs started, we the best at this shit
I don't really know what a pacifist is
Pull up with a chopper, let it go like rip stick
Pull up to the crib and I'm fucking a thick bitch, ay