Calamari rings and tentacles
Ct the round table it look like an interview
Black with the blue I got the hook up
Not on the corner but still throw my hood up
Go against TrxpRoc good luck
40s 50s back out push-up
Pull up swish Chauncey Billups
Trap Soul Bryson Tiller
Ten rich homies I'm trying to be like DeRozan
5% tint can't see what I rode in
I quit the E but my niggas still rolling
Made for that pain I'm like Ibuprofen
Pushing that ice pack hey frozen
Got to keep going
Got to have motion
I'm from the Roc with violence commotion
Dirt still booming they viewing explosions
Your hoe in the trap with the crew good luck
McQueen fine print when I put my foot up
She going to sit on it made her tap when I stood up
They know that I made it but don't think I should've
High-end life so I got a move private
Still in the town posting pics on the island
Niggas ain't plugs they sockets they eyeing
I'm more than bless I get paid off of rhyming
Shout to the king this crown got a diamond
Ten year men these niggas combining
I'm like the HR Director Nigga move funny then I get to firing
Shipment shipping right after you wire it
Don't say names on the song that get niggas indicted
They took Prude & we started a riot
Trapped in the Roc can't front I like it
Big bro chef it up haven't done instant
Use to run around then take my bitch to din din
5 mile line then I got to go to Winton
Don't ask what I'm doing that's none of your business
Never got to question my homie on friendship
My nigga lost time because of a witness
Free the Kingz hey
Forever Kingz hey
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English
Calamari rings and tentacles
Ct the round table it look like an interview
Black with the blue I got the hook up
Not on the corner but still throw my hood up
Go against TrxpRoc good luck
40s 50s back out push-up
Pull up swish Chauncey Billups
Trap Soul Bryson Tiller
Ten rich homies I'm trying to be like DeRozan
5% tint can't see what I rode in
I quit the E but my niggas still rolling
Made for that pain I'm like Ibuprofen
Pushing that ice pack hey frozen
Got to keep going
Got to have motion
I'm from the Roc with violence commotion
Dirt still booming they viewing explosions
Your hoe in the trap with the crew good luck
McQueen fine print when I put my foot up
She going to sit on it made her tap when I stood up
They know that I made it but don't think I should've
High-end life so I got a move private
Still in the town posting pics on the island
Niggas ain't plugs they sockets they eyeing
I'm more than bless I get paid off of rhyming
Shout to the king this crown got a diamond
Ten year men these niggas combining
I'm like the HR Director Nigga move funny then I get to firing
Shipment shipping right after you wire it
Don't say names on the song that get niggas indicted
They took Prude & we started a riot
Trapped in the Roc can't front I like it
Big bro chef it up haven't done instant
Use to run around then take my bitch to din din
5 mile line then I got to go to Winton
Don't ask what I'm doing that's none of your business
Never got to question my homie on friendship
My nigga lost time because of a witness
Free the Kingz hey
Forever Kingz hey
Ct the round table it look like an interview
Black with the blue I got the hook up
Not on the corner but still throw my hood up
Go against TrxpRoc good luck
40s 50s back out push-up
Pull up swish Chauncey Billups
Trap Soul Bryson Tiller
Ten rich homies I'm trying to be like DeRozan
5% tint can't see what I rode in
I quit the E but my niggas still rolling
Made for that pain I'm like Ibuprofen
Pushing that ice pack hey frozen
Got to keep going
Got to have motion
I'm from the Roc with violence commotion
Dirt still booming they viewing explosions
Your hoe in the trap with the crew good luck
McQueen fine print when I put my foot up
She going to sit on it made her tap when I stood up
They know that I made it but don't think I should've
High-end life so I got a move private
Still in the town posting pics on the island
Niggas ain't plugs they sockets they eyeing
I'm more than bless I get paid off of rhyming
Shout to the king this crown got a diamond
Ten year men these niggas combining
I'm like the HR Director Nigga move funny then I get to firing
Shipment shipping right after you wire it
Don't say names on the song that get niggas indicted
They took Prude & we started a riot
Trapped in the Roc can't front I like it
Big bro chef it up haven't done instant
Use to run around then take my bitch to din din
5 mile line then I got to go to Winton
Don't ask what I'm doing that's none of your business
Never got to question my homie on friendship
My nigga lost time because of a witness
Free the Kingz hey
Forever Kingz hey
Writer: ALEXANDER HENKE, COLDY BEATZ, MARQUISE WHITE
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave