Kingpen Ghostwriter (Explicit) - 2 Chainz/Lil Baby

Lyrics by：Tauheed Epps/Tyron "Buddah" Douglas Sr./Dominique Jones

Composed by：Tauheed Epps/Tyron "Buddah" Douglas Sr./Dominique Jones

This s**t hard Buddah

I'm finna put that motherf**kin' heron flow on that motherf**ker dawg

Buddah bless this beat

Tony

Money comin' comin' in a hurry

N***as on the run eatin' like Norris

Sound like a kingpin but runnin' from me

Got my first plug out of California

Yeah yeah

Huh

Pesos stacked

Yeah yeah

Dior hat

Yeah yeah

I've got wack

Yeah yeah

You ain't have nothin' to do with that yeah

My fleet orange and black

Yeah

On concrete I tap

Yeah

Water on the neck ain't tap

Yeah

Alkaline white strap

Yeah

VVSs

She got on bust-downs she buss it down like she naked

And the trappin' hot

Told her Come and dance

Dance

They have no A C on all we had was Only Fans

Woo

Pinky ring summer

Summer

Limousine

Uh-uh

Got the Maybach truck bought the Maybach car a partner

You ain't seen what I done seen

These lenses cost at least a G

Gangsta views are like Eazy-E's

When it come to trappin' I'm twenty-three

Moonwalking like Billie Jean

My pistol balls my kitchen clean

Everything I cut d**e like a razor blade and amphetamine

Uh

Money comin' comin' in a hurry

N***as on the run eatin' like Norris

Sound like a kingpin but runnin' from me

Got my first plug out of California

Yeah yeah

Huh

Pesos stacked

Yeah yeah

Dior hat

Yeah yeah

I've got

Yeah yeah

You ain't have nothin' to do with that yeah

Yeah Gucci shorts Gucci socks showin'

I hit Derek for a box of Ones

Get allure and let the thots have fun

He actin' like me that is not my son

He might be the two he is not the one

This s**t that I do it is not for fun

Everybody gon' go you is not to come

Rockin' ice like I'm tryna get a knot out my arm

Got stitches in the b***h we ain't got no alarm

When they hit in the work you just

All these n***as down bad he supposed to be home

Stuck around for too long I'm supposed to be gone

Let them foes do you wrong you're supposed to be strong

If I had to I still can go post to my zone

I got some houses to trap out I got a ho house to stay at

Too wild you know how I play it

I don't gotta tell 'em they know what I'm sayin'

Five mil in blue let 'em know I ain't playin'

Back of the bach getting head when I lay there

You wanna fold with a n***a just say that

McLaren fast it belong on the racetrack

None of that bulls**t you know I ain't play that

I had a cleanup crew come through and spray that

Money comin' comin' in a hurry

N***as on the run eatin' like Norris

Sound like a kingpin but runnin' from me

Got my first plug out of California

Yeah yeah

Huh

Pesos stacked

Yeah yeah

Dior hat

Yeah yeah

I've got

Yeah yeah

You ain't have nothin' to do with that yeah