KING NEAKY Lyrics

Dylvinci got the code

Who the fuck is YNB

Damn

They call me king neaky baby

Pull up on me, she's a leaky lady

I was just ridin' down 80

Now I'm on Lakeside Drive going crazy

Turn around do a 180

She tried to play me, I'm not a 360

I miss my brother back home throwin' big B's

We the ones running the city

I pop a perc and get litty, damn

We at the party, she back out a titty

You know the streets get gritty, damn

Look deep inside and ask who you are really

My opps know they can't get up with me

She on the mic, shorty singing like Whitney

Said she from Houston, I took her to Jersey

Working her out like we doing the burpee

Ima take you back home tonight

I wanna see you eat

Baby that pussy feels so damn good

Took the rubber off, meat to meat

My name's Cristian, baby

I wanna see how you get on your knees

Make her beg for the dick, say please

Put the flash on a bitch, say cheese

I make her think that I love her the way that I fuck her, this shit too easy

I told her don't play with me baby

But I can't lie, love the way that you tease me

Pull up on me baby freak me

And just promise you'll never deceive me

Ima stay loyal no cheating

Call up your friend and lets make it a three piece

They call me king neaky baby

Pull up on me, she's a leaky lady

I was just ridin' down 80

Now I'm on Lakeside Drive going crazy

Turn around do a 180

She tried to play me, I'm not a 360

I miss my brother back home throwin' big B's

We the ones running the city

I pop a perc and get litty, damn

We at the party, she back out a titty

You know the streets get gritty, damn

Look deep inside and ask who you are really

My opps know they can't get up with me

She on the mic, shorty singing like Whitney

Said she from Houston, I took her to Jersey

Working her out like we doing the burpee

They call me king neaky baby

Pull up on me, she's a leaky lady

I was just ridin' down 80

Now I'm on Lakeside Drive going crazy

Turn around do a 180

She tried to play me, I'm not a 360

I miss my brother back home throwin' big B's

We the ones running the city

I pop a perc and get litty, damn

We at the party, she back out a titty

You know the streets get gritty, damn

Look deep inside and ask who you are really

My opps know they can't get up with me

She on the mic, shorty singing like Whitney

Said she from Houston, I took her to Jersey

Working her out like we doing the burpee