King Khemoo, Heeme Hussain - King Flow Lyrics

Yeah
That king shit mean shit nigga
BLK Agency nigga, 6 gang or no gang, king way or no way nigga
Nigga you fake you a flodger
I'm in LA like I play for the dodgers
Sippin' on drank I ain't sippin' no lager
My niggas really sip drank like its water
Tryna fuck 2 twin sisters like Roger
What's in my pocket I can go and buy a Hellcat Charger
Nigga stayed down and my money got larger
Can't give a dime to a bitch I'm a starve her
She got good brain like a scholar from Harvard
She call me daddy but ain't her father
Ain't bout no money bitch don't even bother
Bitch I keep clips line him up like a barber
Peanut butter breath George Washington Carver
Po up a 4 now my soda got darker
Yo trap rollin' my trap rollin' harder
I'm ballin' you still on the bench I'm a starter
Fly to LA and reup from a gardener
Fly to LA and reup from a farmer
Strapped like the army these niggas can't harm us
I did so much shit I ain't runnin' from karma
Pop me a narc now I'm calmer
Dont fuck with somas
Still in the 6 with piranhas
Go to the Gallo spend 6 on some runners
Bitch I'm a boss you lil niggas some runners
Been on this shit ever since I was younger
Shittin' on niggas I need me a plunger
Dick in her throat she can't breathe like I hung her
You smoking lil bro and I'm smoking big uncle
Got so much green in the trap it's a jungle
Plug sending p's in a pack by the bundle
I'm serving licks from GP out to Humble
My niggas LT for that sack you gone fumble
Taliban shit if it's up we gone bomb em'
Think we gone lose then you smoking embalming
These niggas talk tough but they softer than Charmin
I fuck on that bitch and trap out her apartment
My prices they stuck they ain't up for no bargain
Can't serve him I heard he work with the department
Remember them days when we used to be starvin'
Now we hide racks in a secret compartment
Stuffin' my pockets they fatter than Cartman
Use to sleep on the floor and we ain't have no carpet
Don't do no drive bys we gone pull up and park it
My youngins draw down with them carbons they sparking
Ain't hooping but I'm serving blocks in my Barkley's
Go hit a lick and we bust it down partially
Got bottles of drank and we strapped like a car seat
Bitch I'm bout biz beat the pack like I'm Markie
Beat the pack like zaytoven
My trap always open
My pack came from Oakland
They say this shit golden
This shit got a odor
I'm ballin no floater
Gelato like 4 different colors crayola
With Khemoo and Yola
Got lean in my soda
Got G like a motor
Push p's like a stroller
Bitch we got the cheat ain't no need to decode it
My stick hold 100 no need to reload it
These niggas thought it was over
Pull up to yo show beat you and the promoter
My niggas got guns but we nice from the shoulders
You know the price don't come short on the total
You gone pay with yo life if you play with my brodie
Make yo bitch ass pump the breaks like a rotor
This shit straight of the top but I spit like I wrote it

Yeah
That king shit mean shit nigga
BLK Agency nigga, 6 gang or no gang, king way or no way nigga
Nigga you fake you a flodger
I'm in LA like I play for the dodgers
Sippin' on drank I ain't sippin' no lager
My niggas really sip drank like its water
Tryna fuck 2 twin sisters like Roger
What's in my pocket I can go and buy a Hellcat Charger
Nigga stayed down and my money got larger
Can't give a dime to a bitch I'm a starve her
She got good brain like a scholar from Harvard
She call me daddy but ain't her father
Ain't bout no money bitch don't even bother
Bitch I keep clips line him up like a barber
Peanut butter breath George Washington Carver
Po up a 4 now my soda got darker
Yo trap rollin' my trap rollin' harder
I'm ballin' you still on the bench I'm a starter
Fly to LA and reup from a gardener
Fly to LA and reup from a farmer
Strapped like the army these niggas can't harm us
I did so much shit I ain't runnin' from karma
Pop me a narc now I'm calmer
Dont fuck with somas
Still in the 6 with piranhas
Go to the Gallo spend 6 on some runners
Bitch I'm a boss you lil niggas some runners
Been on this shit ever since I was younger
Shittin' on niggas I need me a plunger
Dick in her throat she can't breathe like I hung her
You smoking lil bro and I'm smoking big uncle
Got so much green in the trap it's a jungle
Plug sending p's in a pack by the bundle
I'm serving licks from GP out to Humble
My niggas LT for that sack you gone fumble
Taliban shit if it's up we gone bomb em'
Think we gone lose then you smoking embalming
These niggas talk tough but they softer than Charmin
I fuck on that bitch and trap out her apartment
My prices they stuck they ain't up for no bargain
Can't serve him I heard he work with the department
Remember them days when we used to be starvin'
Now we hide racks in a secret compartment
Stuffin' my pockets they fatter than Cartman
Use to sleep on the floor and we ain't have no carpet
Don't do no drive bys we gone pull up and park it
My youngins draw down with them carbons they sparking
Ain't hooping but I'm serving blocks in my Barkley's
Go hit a lick and we bust it down partially
Got bottles of drank and we strapped like a car seat
Bitch I'm bout biz beat the pack like I'm Markie
Beat the pack like zaytoven
My trap always open
My pack came from Oakland
They say this shit golden
This shit got a odor
I'm ballin no floater
Gelato like 4 different colors crayola
With Khemoo and Yola
Got lean in my soda
Got G like a motor
Push p's like a stroller
Bitch we got the cheat ain't no need to decode it
My stick hold 100 no need to reload it
These niggas thought it was over
Pull up to yo show beat you and the promoter
My niggas got guns but we nice from the shoulders
You know the price don't come short on the total
You gone pay with yo life if you play with my brodie
Make yo bitch ass pump the breaks like a rotor
This shit straight of the top but I spit like I wrote it