King Muhammad Lyrics

Feel like King Muhammad I got bitches from Morocco

You aint talking money can you please change up the convo

Her nigga fumbled it its my go

She gave me brain inside a Tahoe

Steppin in new balenciaga, drinking she driving don't got no tolerance

I'm gripping her thighs she open up wide im slipping inside of it

I'm loving her mind she one of kind like how did I find this bitch

Fucking her was a accomplishment

Good brain deserve her a scholarship

Had to repent did a lot of sinning

These niggas telling to dodge a sentence

Mr walker you know I'ma slide on shit

All these bitches done built up my confidence

It aint money I don't got no time for shit

All of these hunnids could buy a bitch

She never gave me no time and shit

She rather go out and politic

She rather go chase a dollar

On some petty ass broke baby momma shit

Feel like King Muhammad I got bitches from Morocco

You aint talking money can you please change up the convo

Her nigga fumbled it its my go

She gave me brain inside a Tahoe

Steppin in new balenciaga, drinking she driving don't got no tolerance

I'm gripping her thighs she open up wide im slipping inside of it

I'm loving her mind she one of kind like how did I find this bitch

Fucking her was a accomplishment

Good brain deserve her a scholarship

I'm like who thot is this ? She giving me neck behind 5 percent

I could go back to the old me and for no reason ill drop the bitch

She took me out her close friends and I don't care I got a lot of chicks

Her nigga aint make it nowhere and its motivating me to strive for shit

She aint even got to fuck me, she could fuck the team and ill be proud of it

Just because I tell her I love her don't mean I really mean it

Heartbroken and damaged these bitches done turned me to a demon

Always keep her warm and I manage all while my heart is freezing

Her nigga aint cop her no double c it aint no competing

Said she love me I know that its pretend I broke I was running the streets

Fighting demons and I wasn't sleeping, hoping that I don't grow up to be them

Every day I stay crispy and clean bring your bitch around and she gonna see

And I guarantee she never leaving, glad let lil bro out the precinct

Fuck 12 and that's what I was screaming, not well but my pockets is decent

Hot shell murder rate I'll increase it

Thot girl's tried to make me believe in it

I cannot let her in my world because these bitches be leeching

It Aint money then why did you speak then?

Feel like King Muhammad I got bitches from Morocco

You aint talking money can you please change up the convo

Her nigga fumbled it its my go

She gave me brain inside a Tahoe

Steppin in new balenciaga, drinking she driving don't got no tolerance

I'm gripping her thighs she open up wide im slipping inside of it

I'm loving her mind she one of kind like how did I find this bitch

Fucking her was a accomplishment

Good brain deserve her a scholarship

Had to repent did a lot of sinning

These niggas telling to dodge a sentence

Mr walker you know I'ma slide on shit

All these bitches done built up my confidence

It aint money I don't got no time for shit

All of these hunnids could buy a bitch

She never gave me no time and shit

She rather go out and politic

She rather go chase a dollar

On some petty ass broke baby momma shit