King’s Dead x SAB lyrics
by Joey Bada$$
[Intro: XXXTentacion]
Yah, murder gang, uh
Run and make a n*gga lose his vertebrae, uh
Southside n*gga, murder everything, uh
Shots fire, make a n*gga run, man (Fire, fire)
I sent your grandma a di*k pic, uh
Got that b*tch all on my di*k tip, uh
I am so strange like a misfit, uh
Kick that b*tch out, she indifferent, uh
Feel a n*gga mind, see a n*gga grind
f*ckin' gold mine of a mind
Full kai, Super Saiyan on these n*ggas
Fightin' birds in the damn sky 'cause I'm damn fly
Ayy, ayy Dontai, Huh? iS tHaT yOuR mAaAaAaAm
Sike, ayy
[Verse 1: XXXTentacion]
Grind on my di*k like a Ripstik, uh
My body count is like 60, uh
Your b*tch on me, she need CPR
I f*cked that b*tch right on DVR
I slapped that meat on her cheeky, yes
I sucked her toes, yes I'm freaky, yes
Caught a grand thеft just like GTA
If he talk sh*t, watch me bеat him, ayy
Hop on that beat and I beat the A
Work-work-work, shout out to RiRi, ayy
Keep a blade on me like Sasuke, uh
Shout out my n*gga ImDontai, uh
Build to the pus*y like Fortnite, uh
My di*k is stuck in your whore like OWWWWWW
[Verse 2: ImDontai]
R.I.P. my n*gga, rest
SAB jacket, they laughin' at fashion as often
They lackin' as I am evolvin', I'm drippy and saucy, I turn my back on a b*tch
Just like a car seat for infants, huh
Expandin' all of my digits, huh
Yo' money look like a midget, huh
My sh*t as long as a bridge is, huh
Wait, outlandish, huh
Hotter than where you be tannin', an unfair advantage
You ain't near my level at all
Three-stock, you easy, my dog, huh, wait, look
More like a student, I'm teaching you stupid-ass n*ggas who do this that y'all are some booty
I'm through this, I'm moody
I direct the beat like a movie
Quentin Tarantino, sharper than a needle, vinyl, huh
Watch out, I pop up behind you, huh
I ain't really one to try, dude, huh
Murderin' sh*t is a cycle, yeah
[X's Dumbass]
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