Текст песни Long Live King Kal - Mel Savv

It's that Mel Savv, nigga man, better act like you know, AHHH

In the Stu bussing hard off the drugs Too sturdy, my demon, he know it's all love
Love Clickin' on opps shit, give me a rush Like I do a hit, and go chill with the plug
I was fucked up, they ain't give me nothin' She how I rap, told her I just do punch'ins
Showed her packin' that bitch start to
Showed her a packin' that bitch start munchin
Won't walk in the spot if I can't bring the knock Like bitch, I'm too tact to get lined by a thot
She gettin' milk and she jackin' her off Don't be jackin' my deads if you ain't throwin shots
R.I.P kal for Brody, let it flock
Niggas sayin' your name like you ain't let it clap
Big 550, might slide with a mak
Can't take no L's die L's what i jack
They took my brother, we can't get him back I'm filled up 'with Rage, tryna make a pack
I got a switch, I ain't Talking Nintendo Punchin' on opps, niggas callin' me Kimbo
Have him dunkin' these bullets like we playin' limbo Got tints on the V, can't die in the fish bowl
Got so many opps, who want a nigga dead did hit off a bike, flocking off the peg
He got shot in his leg but i aimed for his head
You could tell that's a opp just look at his fit
Half of them dissin' never caught a hit Like, bitch, I'm a demon, love taking that risk
They dissin' my muddies, we takin' a trip Like, pass me the wock, I been feelin' sick
Like, get in my mood and I just wanna, uh Get in my mood and I just wanna, Flick
When the kay start flockin', you better not trip My money blue, niggas thought I was crip
She was grabbin' my dick and almost touched the blick
If the cops in the spot, throw the knocks in her purse
Brody, a demon, keep poppin' them percs Like, look at his eyes, I can tell that he hurt
R.i.P. kal for Brody, put in, uh R.i.P. Kal for Brody, put in, work