Here lizard-lizard-lizard, uh
It's the almighty king koppa, chamillionare
The color changing lizard, the mixture messiah
Please stand for the ghetto national anthem, let's go
Forget what them boys is talking about, I'm true
You riding those chains through
But, I see it all the way
Forget what these boys is talking about, we wipe boys down
In south park on mlk, on Sunday we clown
From the streets of Antoine, to the homestead hoods
From Mo City to Studewood, it's all good
I'm riding on platinum grey, with z-ro and Trae
Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day
Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth
I'm with my boy big kaila, I don't bar no hater
I'm on the grind for paper, I'll holla at ya later

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