feat. Jeezy, T.I. & Diddy
[Intro: Diddy]
King motherfucker
Ay yo, some of yâall bitches be motherfuckinâ speeding and talking out of turn
You need to slow the fuck down and hold up man
Ay yo, Trae The Truth, get at these niggas, câmon
I am king, you know what it is
Bitch came up to me, she said âwho you is?â
You know what I had to tell her
I said âIâm Diddy, bitch!â
[Hook: Trae Tha Truth]
Iâm feelinâ like Iâm fly as fuck, no planes
Yellinâ where them haters at? Ainât nothinâ changed
Still talkinâ white bricks, cocaine
In the club with a hundred racks, Iâm just sayinâ
Yeah, bitch Iâm like hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah, wait a minute bitch
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah, Iâm just sayinâ
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Iâm just sayinâ hold up
California ârari bitch, top just fold up
Nigga with an attitude, Michael Kors polo
Topâll get to poppinâ, make âem freeze up like a photo
Nightmares âbout the feds, smellinâ like Hermes
Black with a check, now you Cortez
The exorcist nigga, when I roll it turn heads
Put some Ninas âto they âfros/froze like starinâ at Medusa hair
You see me in these streets on these beats
With them hoes of the kitchen
A pussy nigga think different, pussy nigga trippinâ
Itâs Jizzle from the bottom, die a legend out this bitch
I get to whippinâ up that foâ, and get a second out that bitch
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Trae]
King of the streets, twin drops Iâm storinâ
Bitch I ball for the city, just like my last name Horton
So much green inside the trunk, it shouldâve stayed in the garden
All I do is pay the price, I never ask what they charginâ
I pull up on your bitch and repossess her like you owe that
Put her in a flick and and display her like she was Kodak
King motherfucker Iâm classic like I was throwback
This ainât what you want pussy nigga, you better know that
Too deep in this ârari, something blowinâ like Bob Marley
Hit my younginâ with a chopper, tell him ride like Harley
I do this for my niggas in the city of the slow shit
Well they pulled up , and they bang something
Them laws come, we donât know shit
Street nigga problems, we donât never duck âem
Iâm an asshole, Trae forever young ân fuck âem
Nuts hanginâ to the point it ainât nowhere to stuff âem
I let my chain play nigga, I donât ever tuck âem
[Hook]
[Verse 3: T.I.]
Jays in the yard, Kiâs in the kitchen
AKs in the closet, a quarter million in the ceiling
â¦wonder how they never caught me
All I gotta say is pay your taxes, pay your lawyer fee
People runninâ at a nigga, know the nigga I got
Yeah thatâs above the law, call it what you call it
Donât take no shit, âcause I ainât no toilet
See me shawty, you see meâ¦
I pulled up, hopped out, sharp as shit
Rolls Royce so big, canât park the shit
You ainât âbout that life, quit startinâ shit
Cause we ainât gonâ wanna hear that olâ siren shit
[Hook]
[Outro: Diddy]
Ay yo, ABN
Trae The Truth
Kings, baby
I got stadium place, bitches
And I ainât just talkinâ to women neither
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