Lyrics KINĢ - ShortGun DBJ

Aye
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Gun
Aiyy aiyy aiyy

They call me king
I'm just A lil boyy who was raised by the streets aiyy
I'm doing things
Check out my grill boy
They can't fuck with the glease
Straight to the point
We ain't came here to chill
Bout to fuck up the bag
And go make us a meal
Straight to the point we ain't came here to chill
Bout to fuck up the bag and go make us a meal wow
They call me king
I'm just A lil boyy who was raised by the streets wow
I'm doing things
Check out my grill boyy
They can't fuck with the glease
Straight to the point
We ain't came here to chill
Bout to fuck up the bag and go make us a meal
Straight to the point
We ain't came here to chill
Bout to fuck up the bag and go make us a meal

These niggas are lame
Get out my lane
You don't want no beef with the bull
Take out your notes pick up your pen
Lil boy bout to take you to school
Came with some slangers
A couple of hangers this shit like a chapter I'm ready to end it
I own my masters It's very fantastic
I know that these niggas can't catch up or stand it
Wooh
I'm very slick
Slick with with words
When I write I treat this pen like a sword
I'm very even I can't match with the odds
Punches Landing on this beat as I pour
I leave It cutted like a ninja on war
I Don't like when they label me Goat But I am stronger than its skin with a clothe
Niggas Hating I don't come to they're shows
They gotta pay me I need commas
And O's
Holy Fire I might turn to a ghost
And dissappear like chris angel for sure
I Leave it burning as I jump out the pot
They say I'm cocky but can't handle my flows
It got me thinking they can't jump In my boat
Life is Harder when you're after that bread
But no complaining it ain't hard as I said
Time is money gotta build up castle
They tryna stop me and get hit by a shovel
Bulls Horn knock you out like a rebel
This shii fantastic ain't no jessica alba'
Time is money gotta build up castle
They tryna stop me and get hit by a shovel
Bulls Horn knock you out like a rebel
This shii fantastic ain't no turning jessica alba

They call me king
I'm just A lil boyy who was raised by the streets aiyy
I'm doing things
Check out my grill boy
They can't fuck with the glease
Straight to the point
We ain't came here to chill
Bout to fuck up the bag
And go make us a meal
Straight to the point we ain't came here to chill
Bout to fuck up the bag and go make us a meal wow
They call me king
I'm just A lil boyy who was raised by the streets wow
I'm doing things
Check out my grill boyy
They can't fuck with the glease
Straight to the point
We ain't came here to chill
Bout to fuck up the bag and go make us a meal
Straight to the point
We ain't came here to chill
Bout to fuck up the bag and go make us a meal