God & King lyrics

[Intro]
Popping bottles, popping pills, popping b*tch ass n*ggas
b*tches popping pus*y, block popping, that b*tch busting
Big things popping, all type of sh*t going here

[Verse 1 - King Louie]
Tony just was s’posed to choke the CEO
No I’m not a ghost but they can’t see me though, no
I grew up finessing, selling dummy coke and blow
Operation goon or what we call it, zero
I be with the goonies and the goblins, Halloween
I been getting my own dirty dollars since I was 16
On my mama, I was f*cking b*tches twice my age when I was 16
Catch you lacking and that 45 start to spin, the hollow 16
Put this [?] in your body, you like, how does this [?]
f*ck n*ggas get put in jail, turn to [?]
I prefer to beat that good pus*y, not in the beamer
They’ll shoot you in your face for me, I’m the god and the king

[Hook – Chi Hoover]
I ride dolo, squad ain’t a thing
Chains on my collar, diamonds and rings
How much, [?], chalk up your team
Give you n*ggas halos, I’m god and the king
I was rolling, hard n*gga, god and the king
Pull up flexing every day, I’m the god and the king
Oh lord the old man, god and the king
All of these b*tches over me cause I’m the god and the king
[Verse 2 – King Louie]
I don’t love these b*tches, I just love my dollars, my partners
I can make the stupid sack off iPhones and charters
f*ck and give your b*tch back, mamas and daughters
n*gga we was 17, riding fiftys
[?] was the right size, but my feet hurt
All I ever wanted was a Jeep and a beeper
Last night I f*cked your b*tch, call that one night a keeper
When them bullets hit him up, look like son had a seizure
I’m not gonna give it up, you know the procedure
I be sipping Jack and honey, with my honey
Every day of the week for me’s a money Monday
My n*ggas don’t give a f*ck, make your day on a Sunday

[Hook]