KSI - 64 Impala lyrics
[Intro] Ah, f** We've been drinkin' a bit f** it [Chorus] Got a fat chick t**ng call it Royal Rumble Smoking weed, p**y popping Still my money humble Serve her sausage in her face like we in Benihana I'll let her bounce my stick like she a '64 Impala [Verse 1] Better to do you then do me Energy Bruce Lee I'm OP O.G. owner I live here profusely Living motherf**er I'm out here Don't test me motherf**er I've been there See me get old p**y motherf**er like cougar Let her s** that dick like a Henry Hoover Swallow maneuver no need for the stain remover Dog eat dog, call me Micheal Vick I'm a dog when I chase a chick I'm a dog when I get it get it Doggie on a mission thinking you the sh**? Nah Flex cos I'm on it Flexing Pumping 20 in a super set I'm OP Repping cos I'm really fully on it Now they know me Checking figures on the Internet Yeah yeah yeah Flew her over cause I pack a biggie Doesn't wanna leave me but I gotta leave the city Stick the landing like I'm bottle flipping major car We whipping Lewis with the shipping and they wonder how my people k**ing Exponential and they never knew it Gucci Louis pa**ion like I'm Hughy Got me sitting back when I get to view it n***a I'm a Bad when I get a Boujee b**h [Chorus] Got a fat chick t**ng call it Royal Rumble Smoking weed, p**y popping Still my money humble Serve her sausage in her face like we in Benihana I'll Let her bounce my stick like she a '64 Impala [Verse 2] Why you so at mad me? Attacking the ego with jealousy I'm tryna do this whole thing in the peace You're busy making an enemy I am the remedy I do this effortless Pay for the team cause I'm generous Venomous people try snaking us But I'll cut the head off the snake Maybe film it and cake and I don't need a break Going and going till I overtake Fly to L.A. I don't deal with the fake I don't care what vid you want me to make Shut the f** up and get out of the face Vids blowing up like I'm dropping a shell Drove up to Brum to see Jay and Rommel I'm always giving I'm living champagne with the winning I'm balling and sinning with so many women Cooking and cooking and now she so Cooking and cooking attention I'm hooking Cooking and cooking I k** it with bookings Cause I got the recipe Oh you're not scared, then you better be I'm in control of the destiny This ain't a game murky weather I'm coming to rain [Chorus] Got a fat chick t**ng call it Royal Rumble Smoking weed, p**y popping Still my money humble Serve her sausage in her face like we in Benihana I'll Let her bounce my stick like she a '64 Impala