Aryan Sagar - King lyrics

[Hook] King, King, I'm a f**ing King King, King, I'm a f**ing King King, King, I'm a f**ing King King, King, I'm a f**ing King [Verse 1] Plans on my mind I got bands on my mind And if it's hands that you want You can catch me outside (aye aye aye) "Howboutdaa" Picking up the pace, "Howboutdaa" Pump the f**ing ba**, "Howboutdaa" Hit em in the face, "Howboutdaa" You can try say sh** it don't move me Saying "let me try something" in the movie Floating off in the wind like a toupee I just f**ed 2 models and a groupie "Yaaa see" Now I'm bumping Chance the rapper Getting all these b**hes wet they're calling me a pastor Working magic on the track like a f**ing spell caster Saying "bring that a** back" like a f**ing Slave master Going faster You really never gon' be nothin but a ba*tard f**ing haters always dwelling on my last word And your b**h was saying i'm the one she preferred I just be trying to make all my dreams come alive So I'll be back in five with 100 times 5 And I'll hop in the ride with some hoe I'll call Clyde And she saying she bi but I know she love guy And I be rocking that Gucci Sipping codeine and I'm loopy All of these f**ers want shoot me And all of their b**hes want do me And there's nothing I can do b All I wanna do is turn these hunnids' into blue cheese Styling on your a** when I be flying in the coupe All you wanna do is turn around and say you knew Me I be sipping soup In the middle of Italy got a brand name on my shoe And you gotta be kidding me hoe I'm giving you boot If you thinking you're gonna be more than just a f**ing group-ie Stylin tho And I'm rocking nothing but f**ing designer clothes And I'm really bu*t f**ing all these designer hoes And you're trying really hard to f**ing hide your woes [Hook] [Verse 2] I never met you before (aye) I f** you like you a hoe (uh) I be kicking down the doe' (yo) And then you give me f**ing dough (aye) I could go in on the beat I just write out a sheet Then I sit on the seat And go to new feats All of this in just a week I got 200 day streaks, I'm a beast And I'm a king in the sheets All of these b**hes be f**ing with me All of these b**hes wan s** on the D While this sh** happens I'm sipping this tea In yo f**ing hood In the f**ing woods I don't give a f** I won't give it up I'll go in alone f** your b**h she moan I got all this cash Gucci on my a** I just wanna make it come alive And so I'm gonna strive And till the day I mother f**ing die I'll be up in the sky All these f**ing syllables Your b**h is f**ing drill-able Only drink on refillable I hope it's reconcilable UH I try to make it all last Always look back at the past Learn from all your mistakes That's all that it takes I don't like you if you fake (aye) Even worse if you a snake (aye) I don't f** with heartbreak (aye) All about the give and take (aye) Being selfless is a virtue I don't wanna f**ing hurt you Plus it's past your f**ing curfew If you thick I just might search you I could keep going for hours and hours and hours and hours on end (aye) I show your b**h to my shower Give her my tower and call you my friend (aye) Gold up on my f**ing ring (aye) Chain on my neck be like bling (aye) That girl a mad ting (aye) That's why they call me a... [Hook]