Big K.R.I.T.

King Pt 5
This go with them triple golds and Vogues that tippie toe Trunk lips that pucker up, they kiss no mistletoe I flexed the dash, fishbowled the glass, headrest the screen Block out the sun, tint ten percent, highbeam my beams Hakeem my dream, taking off like a rocket Peep those petty perpetrators always picking for pockets Played it patient, went from paper plates to paper deposits Now we praying our people profit ‘cause thеy see how we poppin’ Orville Redеnbacher, keep a titty knocker and a pussy popper Politicking with my playa partners over shrimp and lobster Master chefing, watch me feed the family, bitch I’m Gordon Ramsay Sear the salmon, put the lemon squeeze, that’s far from Manwich Recipe for the best of G [?] Michelin Star and tuna tartare, bitch it’s best you keep out Of this kitchen, ‘member when there was no pot to piss in Now we like [?] elevated, Soulja Boy, nigga we made it Out the trenches, back when all of my britches had muddy water in them Now I call the stylist from the island to go and cop the denim Now the old school pull up like baby hairs on yo shawty temple Made rocket science out of flying, that shit super simple Get the bag, buy the tag and pull up on swangs Finish yo drank, [?] pilot and get on the plane [?] car, shake up the stars and cut up the bang Fuck with a chick that’ll suck on the dick and don’t care ‘bout a stain Gotta blot that shit, talking coke and baking soda how I had to lock that shit Thanos couldn’t stop that shit SongtexteEven if he snappin', bitch there ain’t a multiverse out chea that I ain’t slabbin’ Actin’ bad and on the ave and godly flow and titans clashing Superseding all the Maddens, couldn’t touch down better I’m fuckin’ off in real time, you down bad in the Meta You so called ballin’ [?] ain’t no games played on yo schedule I’m gettin’ top by two bops, I’m all for double headers, that’s a win-win Been king since most of y’all was in high chairs talkin’ din din I chill with my dogs more than The Adventures of Tintin There ain’t a corner from here to the moon that I can’t bend bend This here God gifting, naw you can’t blend in Aus Songtexte Mania