Will Ya - King Louie

A bitch won’t get shit from me

But some dick from me

I used to be broke, that shit wasn’t meant for me

These niggas bitch to me

Someone get ‘em Tiffany

Catch him with his head down, unsolved mystery

Scratch him off, kick

Got my shoes from Italy

When I was in Italy

My woes from the 6 with me

Canada, they feeling me

I was at the mosque like a boss with my friends with me

Farrakhan sent for me

They did that drill shit for me

Remember shit that come for me

Boss shit, they under me

Boss shit like G

They bosses, I disagree

I told you they was bitch to me

I heard he helped the police

Sound like a snitch to me

Don’t let his ass snitch on me

Get away from me

Tellin' ain’t ok with me

Coolin' with your babe with me

She brought her friend, they some freaks

Double teamin' me

But I don’t trust these bitches

Fuckin' with that thing on me

Am a god, preacher preach

I’m the king homie

My theme song «Lean On Me»

Xans, lean on me

You can catch some Z’s for free

Shawty tryna freak on me

She’ll squirt or skeet on me

She don’t smoke the weed on me

Pop a pill and roll with me

, this ride ain’t cheap

My black bottles Don P

My snapback Don C

My new MAC don’t speak

Gangbang in silence

A lot of quiet violence

A gorilla congo

Killing is a talent

Hustle by nature

God had haters

God made Jesus

I made labels

I burn a nigga, inhaler

Buckshots, D.O.A ya

At night boy, day in and day ya

Kill yourself boy, do us a favor

My life a movie and Chicago is my trailer

Get on my back, send me a body for a favor

Fuck the police, got none' for ya, call my lawyer

Fuck the police, got none' for ya, call my lawyer

Fuck the police, got none' for ya, call my lawyer

Fuck the police, got none' for ya, call my lawyer