king of my town Lyrics

Said im on fire like camp

She suckin on me like a vamp

After fuckin she catchin a cramp

We get him lined up like a tan

Smoke a ounce, i ain smokin no grams

Dont do daps, no handshakes

Earthquakes, body aches, step on snakes

Dont fuck with jakes

Lately it seem like everybody fake

And really bitch i mean it, im a ghost i fade away

Im sippin lemonade, no minute man, i need a maid

I ain no junkie, but if substance offered ima take

And these lil boys tryn clone me, tryn mock me, They can't recreate

Bitches tryn sell off they body, that was real ass-state

Tryn tell me that you loyal

Okay maybe

You a real ass fake

Uh, uh, uh

Blow this dope until my eyes low

Had a battle with myself, that's freddy vs michael

Its a gamble with your life, you come and try me, you gon die slow

And thats a gory scene

You funky like Cory be

Hit from the back, she recordin me

Stay in yo lane like Tory be

Damn, uh

Maxed out, gassed out, packed out

Uh, uh

Gat out, it gon hit, splat now

You see i ain even do shit, but your bitch, she aroused

Said its up, bring it down

I got clothes i can't pronounce

How you want beef when you a burger, we gon serve you in & out

And how you cuffin on that bitch when i was fuckin on your spouse

Found out a dirty ass lil whore, i cannot let her in my house

And im a leader not a follower, i took the wrong route

Momma told you "dont hang with them boys" cause they the wrong crowd

It be drama that you want with us, them AK's make surround sound

You say the prince of your city, im the king of my town now

Woah

We gon spin yo block just like a round-about

The neighbors tryna shut me up, they told me that my weed too loud

S-T-F-U

Shut the fuck up

Uh, uh

OK

Bless you, im blessed the fuck up

Uh, uh

Test me, Johnny on me, you gon bust up

Oh, you get busted like a Buster, where the fuck did Dave go

I need my money real fast, i talk, i need my queso

And that's my cheese, that's my cheddar, i can't let that shit go

You tryn test your luck or take it from me, end up case closed

And that's a casket

These pussys maggots

They gay like faggots

Come take it, cant have it

I ball like mavericks

Get fly like Aladdin

Spit fire like dragon

Young boy cause havoc

And when im up there rich and famous, lookin back, i couldn't imagine this

Im always staying humble by myself, not on no braggin shit

Still Humble, motherfucker, you could call me Aaron May

Motherfuckin Lil Skies, im Havin My Way

And yeah my bitch she got some ass, i put my icing on cake

A kush coma in september, wake me up my Green Day

Im finna slide around that corner like im driftin on trays

And bitch im ballin, i gotta game tomorrow, something like Trey

Hi, my name is Trey, i have a basketball game tomorrow!

Well, im a point guard, i got shoe game