Crown the Kings

Fuck it, crown the king You dig? You know know what I mean? Fuck it, crown the king Benz truck for the queen G.I.A, my rings G.I. Joe, my team Fuck what you mean Fuck what you mean Talking too cheap Like money ain't green Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em Nigga might think you Feds the way you snap them pictures Shawty look like she serve the way she ride with niggas Get what you earn when you serve with pistols Trigger, finger, itching, itching RIP to Pistol Pete She hit that line, London Fletcher Fish bowl, wrist swimming on the fish Catch a Babe Ruth, the bat I batted the bat (batted the bat) Two hoes attached, call them Siamese cats (Siamese twins) I do all stunts, I kick like a football punt (kick it) You wanna talk loans? I made three mil this month (3Ms) You wanna talk keys? The white with the black wrap looking like nuns (white black) You wanna talk thieves? Once I got it, ain't coming in, none Fuck it, crown the kings (fuck it, crown the kings) We're living the dream, yeah Crown the kings (crown the kings) We're living the dream, yeah Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em Drown the ice with medicine Drown your bitch with the skeleton I'm on the stove cooking elements The sky's the limit, I'm heaven-sent Dripping the flies, a pelican Buy my a zoo, I got elephants They salty, these niggas not relevant They copy the bros and it's evident Riding in the red Wraith, row your boat My soul devoted Bank loans are loaded Cash out, no notice Rolls Royce came with a chauffeur Stick in the couch and the sofa Five Karat in my ear, it's a boulder Hand me the fine smoke Me and my bitches like B and Hova Go do a show in the 'Sota Stash the 100's they mowed up Fuck on your bitch til' she throw up Stick to the code, don't fold up Boujee bitch, her nose up Smashing the thot, do a toe-tap Hundred round drums, cold cuts Fuck it, crown the kings (fuck it, crown the kings) We're living the dream, yeah Crown the kings (crown the kings) We're living the dream, yeah Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em I got every drug that start with a letter Chick is a tender With the hood, said that you Souja Boy the way you tell 'em (tell 'em) Breakin' and enter Free up my nigga locked up in the cell, no cellular I'm special but first I was regular Fuck the the feds, and free my nigga that's federal Couple cameras and some decimals I'ma feed 'em to the animals I let 'em play in the back with them lions Until he run out of the stamina I told him he stealing, he told me I'm lying I told him I got him on camera Act like I wanna make music with ya Just to hit you and your manager Fuck it, crown the kings Crown the kings Fuck it, crown the kings --- Crown The Kings - Migos