Letra de KING OF THE WORLD (Remix) - Lil Mabu

(Feat. DUSTY LOCANE)

Ah, free the guys

Grr, boom

Grr

I feel like the king of the world the way I got up in the mix

Gotta keep making these hits

Gotta get groupies all off of my— (Skrr, boom)

Treesha

Put a blue face on a plain Jane, but I ain’t no Crip

Peep the fit, and you want the smoke? Then pull off on the 5th

Tinted the windows, they blacked out

Said I was broke, so I’m whipping the racks out

Lil' boy tried to fight but he tapped out

Hang with the drillers that spinning it back 'round

He want a feature, I tax

Say you got money, you stuck in the trap

(I had to drop a bag on time peace

Can I put my watch on demon time?)

Outside it’s a movie

But no I ain't strapped wit' a toolie (Bah)

I-I walk around with a limp

Stuffing the racks, they up in my blue jeans (Bah, grr)

Dior Dior, yeah, what I rock on my fit

And shawty she be on, be on me, she wanted a flick

We posted up like some fliers

Chasin’ these bands like we runnin’ from tigers

Little boy said I ain’t fire

But I got the game in a grip like some pliers (Grr)

I feel like the king of the world the way I got up in the mix

Gotta keep making these hits

Gotta get groupies all off of my— (Skrr, boom, off of my dick)

Treesha

Put a blue face on a plain Jane, but I ain’t no Crip

Peep the fit, and you want the smoke? Then pull off on the 5th (The 5th)

Tinted the windows, they blacked out

Said I was broke, so I’m whipping the racks out (Racks out)

Lil' boy tried to fight but he tapped out

Hang with the drillers that spinning it back 'round (Fever)

He want a feature, I tax

Say you got money, you stuck in the trap (In the trap)

I had to drop a bag on time peace

(I had to drop a bag on a time peace, rrr, rrr, look)

From the trenches, ain't hard to find me

Top Feva so, pussy, don't try me (Don't try me)

Dead off the money, I turned into a zombie

Old bitch from the hood tried to line me

I told 'em, "Roll cautious"

Them niggas run up, it's barkin'

Feeding 'em and spark 'em

'Mack the V, so we park 'em

I'ma just empty the clip, I ain't doin' no talkin'

Leave him dead on the walk-in

F.N. green tips, so we aim at his noggin (Aim at his noggin)

And we all need a posse (Posse)

Call up Mabu, he gon' fuck up the market

Post up on the 5th

Bag on yo head, so you know we gon' take that (Gon' take that)

Stay in the mix, bad lil' bitch on my dick and she shake that

Yeah, I'm heavy on the roller (Roller)

But I might slide in the Maybach (In the Maybach)

Leave a body in the Hudson, clean up the blood with some Ajax

I feel like the king of the world the way I got up in the mix (In the mix)

Gotta keep making these hits

Gotta get groupies all off of my— (Skrr, boom, off of my dick)

Treesha (Treesha)

Put a blue face on a plain Jane, but I ain’t no Crip (No Crip)

Peep the fit, and you want the smoke? Then pull off on the 5th

It's rollin, fever, haha (Grr, boom)

We still steppin' on boys, yeah we just tryna' get paid, rrr

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