lirik lagu kyngmyl feat. marceon jacobs – press play!
yeah (yeah)
jackpot (jackpot)
jackpot (jackpot)
uh, yeah
spend a few thousand on clothes
lifetime fulla clothes
lifestyle my wardrobe
life of rich then famous
closet doors don’t close
got an iron that’s stainless
press ya chest like a new shirt
touch a b~tton like a playlist
cruisin’ thru like a day drift
daydream on day shift
late nights i slay my demons
sun is up, i’m always even
fallen angel, wings in the sky
suga free, i’m so fly
disrespect me you gotta die
no letting go, i can’t let it slide
lived my life just to get by
now financially thriving
i’ma buy my dream car
hire someone to drive it
shining gold i’m so hot
love it litty i’m on fire
i’m the kyng and i got the mil, too cool, you can call me sire
too smooth, get a grip; pliers
1of1, no multipliers
hit a jackpot smoking
super like pots
addicted, drug to my love
hit her quick pick, jumbo bucks
truth hurts, yeah love sucks
raw k!ll ninja no glove
uh, woke up feeling mighty blessed
double look, mirror impressed
walls talking like you the best
you got it, you got it, you got it (facts)
got an obsession with brrr, brrr
bank account, clear this deposit (check)
too crafty with the chopsticks
golden child, this not a fl!ck
kick game got a nice kick
no matter price, it’s the right fit
lite dish, chop sushi
stay cooking up chef ‘touille
meditating got me elevating up to new levels this kinda groovy
tell the teller order up another 6 thumbing through it fast starting to hurt my wrist
new phone, like who this? (who this)?
i don’t do talking, ain’t bout chips
money~back it up like dump trucks
that’s big talk, tryna run it up
new whip, got no rim
that’s no lips, on the new coupe
i want that mayweather money that money where don’t look at you funny
andale, andale, andale
run up that bag, pr~nto
andale, andale, andale
you talking that smack? cuando
wax on wax off
daniel san with the sauce
it don’t matter what the cost
winning all year no loss
roll around, roll around, roll around, roll around, roll around, roll around
i get it
ride with your baby mama
no drama calm baby stroller in the backseat whipping
oran juice i’m pimpin
left her in the rain, wet drippin
oj juice no love
aye hit me up i’m the plug
aye bay bay in the club
aye you lil ~, show me love
see a real want the ~? ~’ her real good on right i’ma g
hey, all the haters show me hate
but i k!ll all lames with llamas
make mama call lil boi name
of course now we aint the same
learned street game 13th grade
understand yeah you see i do it different
i get big money yeah i’m big pimping
take a lotta then
my dad did long time ’cause of snitches
made a milly on the rap microphone
got rich and i brought pops home
i’m a king of the kings of thrones
kyng myl man now let it be known
bout my business, it’s never different
no scrimmage get popped in the dome
square get popped in the dome
square get sewn in the hole
you will get hurt but you really don’t know
hothead leave you heartless, heart cold
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