King Company - Tyga/Honey C

Yellow b**ch wear gold jewels

New b**ch drive old school

Them b**ches hate like "Who you "

You ain't sh*t you boo-boo

I gets mine and take yours

s**tting what I made for

Touring b**ch I give it dawg

Tell her that I said "I did it dawg"

Yellow b**ch all night

Yellow b**ch all right

Yellow b**ch I does my thang

All the homies say why

I know I know I know your ni**a love to sing my songs b**ch

If you f**king with me then you f**king with the wrong b**ch

I'm 'bout it 'bout it

He 'bout it 'bout it

He hit it hit it

Can't live without it 'out it

I'm in this dawg treat that rap like it's my job

When my brahs f**k the cops thirsty b**ches acting pause

Don't be moving like you and I was friends or something

Cause I'm just doing me rapping trying to spit something

I don't know you brah

Suck my clit I don't owe you brahs

Dark skin b**ch with the golden hair

Honey Coc*ine to the f**king world hey

F**k the world came and gave her a baby

My car do 180 I'm losing sperm I'm faded

Your girl ejaculate me I'm horse riding that anal

This crazy sh*t I be saying insane I'm Charles Manson

This motherf**ker ain't landing

I'm landing on b**ches' panties

That lambskin in the Lambo

Shoot up your leg now you can't stand me (ha)

Pop up pop up on you with cars you've seen in cartoons

I'm like f-f-f-f**k you cause you ain't got nothing to lose

Funny Adam Sandler

I cover my back with mammals

They judge me don't need a panel

You gossip too much; E channel

W-w-why you all up on me

I thought I told you don't call me

My cousins they see me shining

Now they're all begging for diamonds

I I'm just good with this rhyming

Rolex that's perfect timing

Might change my name to Muhammad

Like Ali she call me Papi (ah)

Don't want more problems

I just want more money

Two house bunnies to keep the king company (ha)