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Harla-lings look back, Josh on the beat
Yeah
Pull up in no riders I'm attacking grizzy
(brr, brr)
Bitch I'm feeling royal out in Kansas City
(out in Kansas City)
Drummond's in the trunk and
Ain't talking instrumentals (yeah, yeah)
Look I gotta keep it ready
Case they wanna get me (lets go)
Diamonds here to switch I turn my
Wrist and it's on fire (it's on fire)
When that's all they listen
That attention is prize (yeah)
Got my shit in order I
Don't know why you surprised (why?)
I might take a jet because
I wanna switch the wind (yeah)
Dead to all my past and now future stay alive
(yeah) i just took my off so they
Can see it when I smile
I'm on ten 'til the end
I don't keep this shit insidе (yuh)
Tending to myself and I'm not
Worried 'bout my pridе (yuh)
I ain't playing bitch I'm
Hopping plane to plane (go)
Every time I hit your city you
Gon' wish I never came (yeah)
Cause I'm ready, turn they ass and all these
Bitches that you claim
Switching sides like it's the half but
I'm not even in the game (yeah)
I'm up in the clouds
I'm on that chilly Chardonnay (yah)
I might hit a bounce and show
You that I'm far away
And they won't say it to my face cause
When I'm near it's hard to say
You'll just take your little shots and not
Know where to park the K (yeah, let's go)
Pull up in no riders I'm attacking grizzy
(brr, brr)
Bitch I'm feeling royal out in Kansas City
(out in Kansas City)
Drummond's in the trunk and
Ain't talking instrumentals
Look I gotta keep it ready
Case they wanna get me (yeah)
I stay ready, a lethal weapon I'm born deadly
I'm way petty but my art is my life
I'm armed heavy
With tunnel vision my rock steady
The op let me hit they sister in the back
Of the club she a bop bet me
I ain't trying to disrespect
Just don't know where else to put it
I'm here to entertain the dancing
Clown on the stage turning the page
Another chapter of rage against
The black heart machine
Creepy with my dedications
Every day is Halloween and no
Vaccine for a trap king
Send a postcard from purgatory
Cannabis and caffeine
Long nights, early mornings
Recordings from hotel
From the sky we fell and time will tell
From the 1980's we go brazy over
Beats that Josh gave me
Your hot rating on the billboard
The cops hate me no cap I stay clean
They always notice me but nowadays I just rap
We royalty
Pull up in no riders I'm attacking grizzy
(brr, brr)
Bitch I'm feeling royal out in Kansas City
(out in Kansas City)
Drummond's in the trunk and
Ain't talking instrumentals (yeah, yeah)
Look I gotta keep it ready
Case they wanna get me (lets go)
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