King of the City

A lil' blick on they neck like a necklace

We just copped us a kit, gotta get us some extras (bah, bah)

Hit a show, I made six, now I'm rich off the extras (cash)

And I'm ballin' with Vic, we been down since them Rexeds (woo)

Verse 1

Ayy, what's a opp? I don't know 'em (huh?)

I'ma put a big .30 in yo' dome like a GoPro (brrt)

In the field, you can't coach 'em (nah)

And I'll slide on yo' street with a heater and poke 'em (ah, ah)

I can't stop 'til they dead, no brakes (brrt, brrt)

I be ballin' and hoppin' out the stage (woah)

Like I'm back in the mud with a stick (ah)

I don't talk to the opps on the net (nah)

I'ma bust out the Glock with a clip (ah, ah)

I ain't playin' no games with the vets, no, bro (bah, bah)

Verse 2

HeadBanger, I just hit the club with a chopper (bah)

I be livin' too fast, I been goin' up ten-to-a (brrt)

I can't stop at the top (nah)

I be makin' 'em dance when I drop (ah, ah)

And I got me some sticks, I don't care, I'ma spray 'til I'm broke (brrt)

And my shooters they ready to go, and they want it and they want it quick (ah, ah)

I'ma send 'em a hit (bah, bah)

I'm the king of the city, lil' bro (ah, ah)

In the mix and we ready to go (brrt)

In the streets, yeah, I'm keepin' it G (brrt)

Got a chopper, I'ma let this thing speak

Keep a .22, yeah, I play with the keys (ah, ah)

Verse 3

I'ma get back at my opps and they thinkin' it's funny (hahah)

I just hit up the trap and I got me some money (cash)

We was chillin' in the house and then he came up out the blue (yeah)

I had my Glock .30, baby, I ain't even know what I'll do (ah, ah)

And she say she don't know him but I know he not who he say (bah, bah)

I let it go a million times, I'm in the club throwin' Ks (bah)

I'm ballin' like LeBron, I'm in the mud like I'm Wayne (Wayne)

I got the game on lock, they callin' me, Scotty Cain (brrt)