King Kony Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye
Free Jody out the cage, they want us to trade
You only kissin on a bitch, I'm assuming you gay (ay)
Got a hooker beggin to stay
You can see me in yo hood giving tapers and fades (ay)
Nigga gave up his life, there a story
I play too much, I probably torture her and record it
She bore me
Catch me in her house like Corey
I'm tryna send a hooker on the road, no glory
I got a couple niggas doin bad, they'll shoot his ass
Just to get a picture and be glad
Who are you to tag?
Ice cubes glide on my neck, cho stupid ass
Decorate a nigga all good, like a Louie bag

[Chorus]
Aye everything Gucci, that mean its good
Ion take it to the booth, bitch I'm in the hood
I got a white bitch, all she do is joog
When she trap with her friends I call em peckerwoods, uh
Bitches love me, I think it's my belt, uh
Ain't gutter over here, everything good
Bitch I'm only 5'6, but I'm shook
Took a chain off this neck, bitch I wish a nigga would

He hypy, hypy, if he think he finna fight me
I might be Spike Lee and just shoot with his wifey
High speed, bouta check like I'm Nike
She send a paragraph, I just leave her on typing

Fight me, fight me, I'm close range but I'll snipe ye
Might get up on a nigga, face shot like a ID
Bite me, bite me, I'm a mack, you need guidance
Bitch I'm the king, I'm a tyrant

[Verse 2]
[[?][?] there ain't a [?][?]?]
Ask me what I bang, ion think you finna peep I'm only one gang, but the S from the G
But I'm lying cause I'm 6'1 beef, f*ck 2-3
Free the jumpman, watch him jump when I hit him up
On the wrong side of the fence, get ya nigga plucked
And for every bullet hole, I won a hunnid bucks
Hit the wrong man, I don't plan on giving up
Aye, free Kony out the cage
Shoot em when he saw em, smoked a nigga twice his age
I'm stayin here, f*ck a nigga need a trade
You can see me in yo hood, giving face, I line some
K-squeeze, got the juice he'll find some
Niggas seein gold, they like where he get blind from
He ain't never caught a shot, let em try one
Even with a graze, Ima count it as a light one

[Chorus]
Aye everything Gucci, that mean its good
I got a white bitch, all she do is joog
When she trap with her friends I call em peckerwoods, uh
Bitches love me, I think it's my belt, uh
Ain't gutter over here, everything good
Bitch I'm only 5'6, but I'm shook
Took a chain off this neck, bitch I wish a nigga would

He hypy, hypy, if he think he finna fight me
I might be Spike Lee and just shoot with his wifey
High speed, I got a check like I'm Nike
She send a paragraph, I just leave her on typing

Fight me, fight me, I'm close range but I'll snipe ye
Might get up on a nigga, face shot like a ID
Bite me, bite me, I'm a mack, you need guidance
Bitch I'm the king, I'm a tyrant

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