Lyrics: Olatunji Oscar Abu
Music: Olatunji Oscar Abu
Maine hold up
Who the **** died and made you king bitch
If I aient leave y’all murtha****ers wouldn’t be shit
Yh I learned to murder way before I learned to read bitch
Pray to God that I don’t catch your body while you sleep bitch
But I made it
Sorry that y’all had to wait
I brought the lambo and pulled out the wraith
Told her baby girl hop in today girl
You damn it your shit was a fluke
The chickens done come back to roost
Half of your niggas don’t know where to move
Splatter dead bodies all over the news
Catch me outside of the A
Jump any time of the day
Shoot who got try me today
The ops will go woo
Catch any nigga inside of mc donalds today
I told the man we the coup
I'm way ahead of your troops
Clock way ahead of your snooze
Attached to the booth
Smoking inside the wraith where the real Calculated niggaz maneuv
Brought super mario back
Thinking a rapper was better than me that’s wack
Nigga hold on the fact
A matter of fact go buy you a bottle of cap
Niggaz is wack
**** how i know this shit riddle me that
Say you the king and you write all your raps
Nigga that’s double infinity
Cap cap cap cap
Milli the nigga to worry about
If im in the club and you in the club my nigga go Home to your house
You see me talking all lof that shit
Lil nigga don’t open your mouth
If you want get gangster all up in this bitch you got leave with a hole
In your mouth word to my mama
Ball so hard when im in this bitch
**** yall niggaz I barely miss
Ball so hard when I'm in this bitch
No y'all bitch cant tell me shit
Who the **** died & made you king
Who the **** died & made you king
Who the **** died & made you king
Who the **** died & made you king
Ball so hard when I'm in this bitch
No y'all bitch cant tell me shit
Ball so hard when I'm in this bitch
**** yall niggaz I barely miss
Who the **** died & made you king
Who the **** died & made you king
Who the **** died & made you king
Who the **** died & made you king
I'm with hallow
so i got money on me like I'm Robert Dinero
Riding that shit it done got me a medal
Foot on the gas like I’m riding the pedal
**** with a bitch tryna get me to settle
All of her money I’m tryna embezzle
Heat on my waist like I ride with devil
Devil with me I aient riding to heaven
**** up a nigga believe me
Type of nigga to **** your bitch but you still gon be happy to see me
Type of nigga to chop your head but you aient never gave me no reason
Me and Jay bout to **** the game that’s the Mario to my Luigi
**** it up nigga believe me
I caught a case bury the body
**** who it is don’t worry bout it
I made some of these lil niggaz famous
But now they gon act like they don’t know about it
Humbling niggaz is part of my hobby
Making the peace like I'm sir ferakaan
This shit is cheakers this is not hockey
Shit on your throne bitch do you copy
Ball so hard when I'm in this bitch