"a king needs a throne" lyrics
I was fuckin' on a bad bitch, she was like twenty-somethin'
Don't give a fuck how you see me (Yeah), she tryna play me like CD (Like, yeah)
Super Wock', can't read me (Woo), damn, this shit real easy (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
Maybe to you, it's not (Skee), huh, maybe to you, it's not easy
That bitch choosin' her hands and she, but she OD fuck me with for bands and shit (Bitch)
Yeah, you know that we doin' outlandish shit
Got a Glock on my side and it's blammin' shit (Let's go)
And I run in the club, feel like slammin' shit
Somethin' fishy goin' on, some salmon shit
And I walk with hundreds in my pants and shit (Ayy, woah, yeah), yes, I walk with hundreds in my pants (Baow)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
A king needs a throne, I'm finna sit at the top, uh (Shee)
My bitch fine as fuck, gon' hand over a lot, uh (Shee, woo)
Uh, my dude, she love me back (Huh?), everything she said is cap (Let's go)
You'll never be mad as me, I been angry since like December ('Cember)
I got a chopper on my that blast niggas right to November
Don't talk if it's not 'bout cheese, you need to get your shit together ('Gether)
Kick shit like my name Bruce Lee, that wood on me gon' turn to ember (Ember)
So high, lookin' down on trees, yeah, all that shit I can't remember (Woah, woah, woah, woo)
I was fuckin' on a bad bitch, she was like twenty-somethin'
Don't give a fuck how you see me (Yeah), she tryna play me like CD (Like, yeah)
Super Wock', can't read me (Woo), damn, this shit real easy (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
Maybe to you, it's not (Skee), huh, maybe to you, it's not easy
That bitch choosin' her hands and she, but she OD fuck me with for bands and shit (Bitch)
Yeah, you know that we doin' outlandish shit
Got a Glock on my side and it's blammin' shit (Let's go)
And I run in the club, feel like slammin' shit
Somethin' fishy goin' on, some salmon shit
And I walk with hundreds in my pants and shit (Ayy, woah, yeah), yes, I walk with hundreds in my pants (Baow)
You a lil' servant, oh
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh
You a lil' servant, oh (Ah, eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh
You a lil' servant, oh (Ah, eugh)
Ah, eugh
Ah...
Don't give a fuck how you see me (Yeah), she tryna play me like CD (Like, yeah)
Super Wock', can't read me (Woo), damn, this shit real easy (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
Maybe to you, it's not (Skee), huh, maybe to you, it's not easy
That bitch choosin' her hands and she, but she OD fuck me with for bands and shit (Bitch)
Yeah, you know that we doin' outlandish shit
Got a Glock on my side and it's blammin' shit (Let's go)
And I run in the club, feel like slammin' shit
Somethin' fishy goin' on, some salmon shit
And I walk with hundreds in my pants and shit (Ayy, woah, yeah), yes, I walk with hundreds in my pants (Baow)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
A king needs a throne, I'm finna sit at the top, uh (Shee)
My bitch fine as fuck, gon' hand over a lot, uh (Shee, woo)
Uh, my dude, she love me back (Huh?), everything she said is cap (Let's go)
You'll never be mad as me, I been angry since like December ('Cember)
I got a chopper on my that blast niggas right to November
Don't talk if it's not 'bout cheese, you need to get your shit together ('Gether)
Kick shit like my name Bruce Lee, that wood on me gon' turn to ember (Ember)
So high, lookin' down on trees, yeah, all that shit I can't remember (Woah, woah, woah, woo)
I was fuckin' on a bad bitch, she was like twenty-somethin'
Don't give a fuck how you see me (Yeah), she tryna play me like CD (Like, yeah)
Super Wock', can't read me (Woo), damn, this shit real easy (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
Maybe to you, it's not (Skee), huh, maybe to you, it's not easy
That bitch choosin' her hands and she, but she OD fuck me with for bands and shit (Bitch)
Yeah, you know that we doin' outlandish shit
Got a Glock on my side and it's blammin' shit (Let's go)
And I run in the club, feel like slammin' shit
Somethin' fishy goin' on, some salmon shit
And I walk with hundreds in my pants and shit (Ayy, woah, yeah), yes, I walk with hundreds in my pants (Baow)
You a lil' servant, oh
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh
You a lil' servant, oh (Ah, eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh
You a lil' servant, oh (Eugh)
You a lil' servant, oh
You a lil' servant, oh (Ah, eugh)
Ah, eugh
Ah...
