King Lyrics

Go, go, go and call yourself the GOAT, you know what damn I wear the crown now

Bow down, you better praise your king while your surround sounds bumpin'

That bass be thumpin', like I don't really give a fuck, fully automatic, that gun clutchin'

Smoke bust and gush-in, shockwave concussion

So why don't y'all just take a step back, enjoy percussion

It's how it had to be

You just wanna come up out my throat, I'll hit your arteries

Slicin' at his vitals, why the fuck is he talking

Yeah, I'm an EMT, you know, make him dead on arrival

Like I was the one that wanted to break bread, but instead we break friends

Make amends and break ends, like yeah that's fucked

You know it's crazy, really didn't think that I would have to slaughter you, dishonor you

But you know what, damn we on to you

Like Mr. Trendsetter, hold on wait, go wear your cardigan sweater, like once again, cus

It's all weather

Or is it goose leather

Gotta keep the grass cut low, just in case y'all know, lock and unload

Don't you know who the goat is

Yes, me, myself and I, I'm devoted, people getting demotions

Crazy, you know what they call out my name when I'm up at the stage and you're taking

The fame

Motherfucker, keep on running your mouth and you know what I swear that you're catching

The fade

Bitch, know I got guns

Bitch, know I got drums

Why the fuck is he on the run

Motherfucker, out of funds

Yeah, you you want a lone son