King Kong ft. Vin¢Vega Lyrics

Aye, Beto aint finna play wit em

Yeah

Yeah nigga RE-ROCK send shots when we see opps

Know you niggas wanna be us

John Mello on the beat

You is not who you say you is in them lil songs

Niggas always acting like they gang you know you don't belong

4 lines of Wock up in my cup you think it taste strong?

Monkey nuts up on the choppa call it King Kong

(Yeah, aye, bitch you aint heard On Fye? that shit my theme song)

Yeah, everybody eating in my circle bitch the team strong

Yeah, I ain't goin back and forth with nobody go play some ping pong

Yeah, I couldn't hide the chop in my jacket I threw a mink on

Aye you can't get to close to the gang we put them glicks on em

I can still fuck all my old bitches but imma shit on em

(Remember bagging grams now I don't even gotta open the pack)

I'm really having, really cashing, always making it back

I won't never let a bitch kiss this drank in my hand

And I ain't never tricking who the fuck this bitch think I am

In that Supreme True Religion like it's 2012

I heard your stupid ass flopped, they got your ass on a shelf

Y'all ain't never get no money that shit bad for your health

It's all exotic what i'm smoking hope you don't mind the smell

Aye, yall be in your feelings when you see us cause we big spenders

Hit you with this motherfucking yop, get your shit blended

Aye, I heard he want problems but I wouldn't recommend it

Bet not let me catch you round the block cause we gon spin it

(Aye, bitch you aint heard On Fye? that shit my theme song)

Yeah, everybody eating in my circle bitch the team strong

(Yeah, I aint goin back and forth with nobody go play some ping pong)

Yeah, I couldn't hide the chop in my jacket I threw a mink on

I be stepping out the house looking like a mil

I just popped a seal, picked my script up and I popped this pill

Swiping threw the mall it's bout to close and i'm shopping still

I be selling black and white call it Rob n Big

I'm on some shit, niggas beefing with me cause they want my bitch

I get booked it's 5 bands just to talk my shit

How i'm going round his block like I lost some shit

I be knocking at his door like the cops and shit

I'm busting in I just put the opp inside a Russian creme

Tell yo bitch quit asking what we is, stop rushing things

Aye, this a AK-47 lil Russian thang

We leave his dumbass on the floor when I start busting thangs

We aint goin back and forth and that's a promise

I up the pole and have it singing like Madonna

(Yeah, aye, bitch you aint heard On Fye? that shit my theme song)

Yeah, everybody eating in my circle bitch the team strong

Yeah, I aint goin back and forth with nobody go play some ping pong

Yeah, I couldn't hide the chop in my jacket I threw a mink on

(Monkey nuts up on the choppa call it King Kong)