Lyrics King - Ghetts , Little Simz

Don't act like you don't know that I have a head full of lyrics
And there's not a day I would hold back
Man start sending for dickheads like ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Hold that
Niggas are shit
Big Bazooka

Look at me, I'm a king
Booker T in this ting
Pushing me to the brim
Couldn't see with the wind
Look at me in this ting
Booker T in this ting
Look at me, I'm a king
Look at me, I'm a king

I can't let them gyal there style on man
Look down and smile on man
I'm thinking 'bout getting ahead like she put a mile on man
But I don't wile on man
Every day I ask God forgiveness
Hope he ain't kept no file on man
At the same time, may the Lord be my witness
Baby Nines, I got a child on man

Look at me, I'm a king
Booker T in this ting
Pushing me to the brim
Couldn't see with the wind
Look at me in this ting
Booker T in this ting
Look at me, I'm a king
Look at me, I'm a king

Normal day, but I don't do things the normal way
From back when the uniforms all grey
I was musical always
Let's get one ting clear, you don't run tings here
Leave that gun ting there, my man's hunting here
Why have you got your hands in your
Trousers like there's something there?
Something's weird
Don't I know you from somewhere?
I just can't think where
Full clip and I think you done one extra
I know the target's there
I see three, your darg is there
Casket spare, drive-by, car key there

Look at me, I'm a king
Booker T in this ting
Pushing me to the brim
Couldn't see with the wind
Look at me in this ting
Booker T in this ting
Look at me, I'm a king
Look at me, I'm a king

Man get trampled, man get stamped
Man get stereotyped and amped
Man get gunshot, man get shanked
But I wish you more life and money in the bank
Champagne dancing, splash that all
Over the pagans when a man buss champs
Man go raving, man buss skanks
Man beat once and never come back
You're an imposter, who's more of a monster?
I can still open the door of a Honda
Oi Wiz, I remember when this same sawn-off was longer
While back when the corner was stronger
Still corn if I'm on ya
Call me a monster
Then call him a doctor
Bang bang anywhere gang
I could be anywhere, fam
Even in a fancy restaurant ordering lobster
You look like a snitch
If you get nicked
Definitely sing, you'll give them all of the opera