KING KONG Lyrics

New York got on the map

With that boom bap rhythm

It's only right I pay my dues

So out the gates

I'ma get 'em

The shit just fit him

I'm on it

I'm super sonic bombin'

Spit the shit that make you vomit

Blastin' off like I'm a comet

I've been sippin' gin n' tonic

If you want it then I got it

Check the phonics

The flow be dope

as smokin' hydroponics

Spittin' chronic

I'ma fuck it up and that's a promise

Word to mama

I'ma do it till I'm countin' commas

Fuck the drama

Bitch I'm on one

Always been a dog son

You must have the wrong one

I'll smoke you like a bong son

Rollin' up a long one

I chief it like I'm Chong son

On top of New York

Like I'm King Kong son

A beast widdit'

From the west

To the east widdit'

Eat a beat

I feast widdit'

Never lookin cheap widdit'

One hitter sleep widdit'

On the low

I creep widdit'

Never make a peep widdit'

Sowing what I reap widdit'

(Yeah, UH)

That's just how shit be

Bitch I'm the man

Just understand

That you could count on me

I got a plan

To feed the fam

So I be chargin' a fee

If you a'int wanna end the shit

Then don't be starting with me

(Yeah, UH)

That's just how shit be

Bitch I'm the man

Just understand

That you could count on me

I got a plan

To feed the fam

So I be chargin' a fee

If you a'int wanna end the shit

Then don't be starting with me

I'm chillin

Sparkin' the tree

I'm livin' it large

And I'm free

I'm puttin' on for my city

Puttin' on for my team

We gettin' down nitty gritty

But the kicks still clean

It's always red vs blue

But I'm after the green

Check one two

Known to bust a mic

When I come thru

Laced in some Nikes

Got them kicks

Like kung fu

Tell me whatchu goin' thru

Love be what I'm showin' you

Know this shit been overdue

But I've been gettin close to you

(Yeah, UH)

That's just how shit be

Bitch I'm the man

Just understand

That you could count on me

I got a plan

To feed the fam

So I be chargin' a fee

If you a'int wanna end the shit

Then don't be starting with me

(Yeah, UH)

That's just how shit be

Bitch I'm the man

Just understand

That you could count on me

I got a plan

To feed the fam

So I be chargin' a fee

If you a'int wanna end the shit

Then don't be starting with me

Said we the dopest by denomination

Kill 'em never leavin' traces

Time the only thing I'm facin'

This my picture lemme paint it

Closed case bitch

You a'int ever face this

Roll an eighth in a spliff

Ego like I'm Jay Critch

But I be humble and shy

My head be up in the sky

Swear to god

You gon' watch me fly

Been on my grind

You've been on my mind

But I can't change none

Promise when I make it

I'ma always be the same one

A1 Day 1

Remember where I came from

Lookin' back on it

I a'int never been a lame one

Whatchu' gotta say son

You know that I'ma flame one

Like filet mignon

You lookin' like a steak son