lirik lagu king 3k baby - bonfire
[intro]
d~d~d~d~d~mn k2 this dangerous
[hook]
f~ck the diss, i’ma act the f~ck up
everything is dead, i ain’t dappin’ ’em up (everybody shot)
feel a way, you get clapped the f~ck up (grrt, baow, baow)
try to duck, got a beam on the scope, thats tough, like
he ain’t goin’ nowhere, i’m shootin’ wherever he run (where you goin’? grrt, baow, baow)
i’m a gbg baby, so, b~tch, i’ma cl!ck till it’s done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
and i love with the beam, if he run, i’ma turn him to runtz (dummies)
outside, no security, b~tch, it’s just me and my gun (it’s just me and my gun, baow, baow)
i’m the king of new york and i’m still outside makin’ ’em run (don’t run, b~tch i do what i want)
[verse]
i gotta keep it thorough, i ain’t one of them
y’all n~ggas d~ck ride, go get back for the n~gga you call your friend
cut that fake sh~t, all pretend, if i miss, i spin again
spin again, spin again, and i might just hit his— (shh)
how many n~ggas you know is ready to spin when it’s time for the drama? (for the drama)
i’m lettin’ off every shot in this clip, i put that sh~t on my mama (grrt, grrt, grrah, grrt)
the homies told me, “chill out,” bag on his head so he dyin’ proper (rest in p~ss, prof’)
we might’ve mixed it up with fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor (a doctor)
them double ms just to work (just to work), first n~gga run up, get hit with that— (mabu)
and you know i ain’t missin’ that
got a beam on my head with a fit to match
p~ssy n~ggas be all for the chitty~chat (the chitty~chat)
i’ma run down on boy, knock his fitted cap (knock his fitted cap)
can’t say no to the poles and i’m gon’ beat him down with a bat
i put an opp in a wheelchair, give me like an hour, i’m leavin’ him flat (hahahaha)
i got a custom boot with your face on it, now he off the map (rrr)
[hook]
f~ck the diss, i’ma act the f~ck up
everything is dead, i ain’t dappin’ ’em up (everybody shot)
feel a way, you get clapped the f~ck up (grrt, baow, baow)
try to duck, got a beam on the scope, thats tough, like
he ain’t goin’ nowhere, i’m shootin’ wherever he run (where you goin’? grrt, baow, baow)
i’m a gbg baby, so, b~tch, i’ma cl!ck till it’s done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
and i love with the beam, if he run, i’ma turn him to runtz (dummies)
outside, no security, b~tch, it’s just me and my gun (it’s just me and my gun, baow, baow)
i’m the king of new york and i’m still outside makin’ ’em run (don’t run, b~tch i do what i want)
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