KING OF THE TOWN - DillanPonders

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

(B-BVB in this motherfucker)

Lot of people only hold you down just to watch you drown

I been smoking on that potent, got the loudest gas in town

Got that, uh, got that, ooh, got that supersonic sound

Autobots been rollin' out, we act like Megatron's around

Bitches tend to send me nudies, need a folder for these pics

Put the whole world on my shoulder, got a boulder on my head

Got some Waka Flocka Flame on the Google Drive, it's do or die

You been tryna lie and that's the big difference between you and I

Smoking on a blunt, I'm drinking whiskey while I'm coming down

Always chase the money, first you hunt it, then you run it down

Lost my boy Jermainе, I always wonder why they gunned him down

Bun it down, when I got the pack, it adds a hunnid pounds

Open the door, taking a look and I open it more

Thinking back to when my parents divorced

Honestly, they were preparing me for it

Not like they both didn't care anymore

But the love that they had wasn't there anymore

I never judged and I never questioned

I know they both know they're very adored

I'm into, ugh, I'm into rolling the dice

I'm into working and booking a show every night

I'm into being myself and choosing who I want in my life

I'm into, ugh, I'm into self-medication

Up in the Alps meditating

All of it started in my basement

All in my head is where they been

I've been wondering where they went

Nigga, I'm too blessed, I'm amen

I need five O's in my bank

I need blunt smoke in my whip

I can wake you

Trapped in a place that you can't relate to

Hoes send me shit just to masturbate to

Started this tape way back in April

King of the town, think it's time to burn it down

Lot of people hold you down just so they can watch you drown

Lotta, ugh, lotta work, lotta whiskey, lotta pounds

Yeah, I been a hardbody, OG with narcotics

Ounce in the jar, bodied that within an hour probably

Hopped in a hotbox, I can barely see my body

All my flows on wasabi, all my guys ride for me

They would die for me probably, fold a beat like origami