KING OF THE A ft. Corey Vintage & LeVon Dash Lyrics

She sweet as, peaches

Gotta stay away from these leaches

Saracha Gang gon' ball

All them other niggas in the bleachers

Pull up in a all-black creature, leather grippin' her waistline

Maxin' out on these goofies

Keep 'em dancin' like Powerline

King of the A, better bow down

All the exes got frowns now

Pushin' P on Peachtree, I'm on a whole different level like the underground

Keep it golden like CV

I stand on mine, SGP

Got a fresh pack of that Buddha here and I'mma roll up with Geek

Only thing placed on this cranium, is a New Era, with a "A" on it

Sundress season my favorite time, lil' gust of wind, I pray for it

On God, that thang thangin'

Bamboos bling and jangalangin'

Baby, get used to Ben Franklin

Cop a piece, my Cuban swangin'

We chop blades 'round here

Like 'em real ratchet down here

Y'all stop tryna move to my hometown, 'cause we full 'round here

Makin' all the rules, how could I lose?

Gotta feel me, shawty

LeVon Dash done showed you 'round

Now I gotta head back to old Natty, bye