[Intro] Keep it Z3N Sean Turk Yeah, oh Yeah (Uh-huh), yeah (Yeah, uh-huh) Uh-huh, yeah (Uh-huh), uh-huh, yeah
[Verse 1] I walk up in the room and they eyein' me They like, "Who is you?", nigga, you can't get my ID Walked in the store, I need everything that I see They peepin' I'm that nigga, I'm like, "Ooh, yeah, I might be" Let a nigga try me Punch a nigga in his lip, now he lookin' like Kylie (Bop) I can't really go off right now, nigga, I'm in quarantine I'm really in the market, baby, we could go to Dover Street We can go to isolation where it get like four degrees You not rеady for that shit My life is a movie, you not ready for that clip My niggas they applaud and they applaud and they clap shit And if it's not 'bout dollars then you really don't make sense And if you talkin' money then lil' bitch we can make friends You holdin' yourself back, surrounded by fake friends They just want you for payments And they gon' keep grabbin' plates if you sneakin' that cake in, it makes sense Two paychecks, they like, "One finna pay rent" Yes, I'm dripped, I'ma buy somethin' basic Got my own style, you gon' flush it, I don't take shit Really anti-social, I don't like elaboratin' And you niggas weirdos, I don't like collaboratin' Had to cut y'all off because y'all niggas, y'all not sanctioned Movin' hot, tryna cause investigations Now, if you want talk, yeah, you gotta make a payment Pay me, fuck you Bitches give me pussy, I won't pay to fuck you Bitch, nah, I don't even love you, I won't pay to lust you Even if you my shawty, no, please do not get comfortable
[Chorus] Bitch, I'm the king, it's a Royal Rumble Came out on top, like the Royal Rumble Any beef with me, it's a Royal Rumble She wanna Royal Rumble
[Verse 2] No cap, I get it, though You just wanna fuck with me, you heard me on the radio You play on me, bitch, you gon' turn me to a criminal Psych, I don't touch y'all, y'all can't touch me Hottest young nigga, in my country You want me to pull up, yeah, that's like fifty stacks I'ma put some in her block and I go cop my bitch a bigger ass I been thinkin' 'bout the old times, not gon' lie, yeah, I be missin' that Funny back then, was thinkin' 'bout the destination, where I'm at Dropped a lil' mixtape, it went damn near platinum I'm not mixed, but I got black and white, ain't talkin' Ransom This shit up, but not gon' lie, I may not make it look fun Look dumb, you just mad that you can't cuff 'em
[Chorus] It's a Royal Rumble Came out on top, like the Royal Rumble Any beef with me, it's a Royal Rumble (Royal) She wanna Royal Rumble (Royal)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
