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King Hendrick$
King Hendrick$
Rap
That Mexican OT
That Mexican OT
Performer
Mg Lil Bubba
Mg Lil Bubba
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
koshua hendricks
koshua hendricks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Koncept P
Koncept P
Producer

Lyrics

Well, what that is?
I wake up and bake up instantly
Lil' bitches, you kidding me? (You not in my bed?)
Kidding head in a drop top like Kennedy
All in the mouth, she got jaw like giggity, ugh
Well, mama is feeling me
I'll see you sick, bitch, I got the remedy
Stuff the good in the wood, smoking like shimmy
You gonna die on this dick, bitch, I ain't got sympathy, ugh
I ain't gotta kick the dog, kick the hog, I don't let her see
She be sipping liquor, I be pouring that medicine
This cow have boots, bitch, this ain't no Timberlands
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ugh
I'll be jabbin' that pussy, hit it up with a one-two
The pretty bitch, baby, kick it like Kung Fu
Fuckin' up, bro, it's just somethin' you don't do
Uh-uh, uh-uh, ugh
I got good money, global, I be at the feed bank
Feelin' like I'm Lil Weezy, but I'm sorry for the wait
With my head in the clouds, I be lookin' like Drake (I'ma about fuck off), ugh
I still get brits like Roffler, what's in my castle?
Thick lil' bitch named Sasha (named Sasha), still get tricks from the doctor (stay with the meds)
Bought a new chopper, **** get turned to a whopper
I talk to the bitch so proper, yeah (pussy)
I wanna know what she think (I wanna know what she think)
Rats in my pocket, I'll buzz in a drink (buzz in a drink)
Leavin' her life and then go to the bank
I ran to a bitch named Lexi (Lexi), she look real sexy
Find shit all through Texas (all through Texas)
Diamonds on my wrist and my necklace
A real dead cowboy, **** get hit with this western (western)
I woke up feelin' like bug
Rich off rap, I done went and fired all my plugs (fired all my plugs)
Them whole **** thought I was
I can come back there and still buy all my drugs (drugs)
Yeah, she wanna get a suntan (wanna get a suntan)
I stretch a bitch out like the jump man (jump man)
You can come to the trap for the day (no)
Help me serve on my plans (ay), I ain't makin' no fun (let's go)
I wake up and bake up instantly
Lil' bitches, you kidding me? (You not in my bed?)
Kidding head in a drop top like Kennedy
All in the mouth, she got jaw like giggity, ugh
Well, mama, is feeling me
I'll see you sick, bitch, I got the remedy
Stuff the good in the wood, smoking like chimney
You gonna die on this dick, bitch, I ain't got sympathy, ugh
I ain't gotta kick the dog, kick the hog, I don't let her see
She be sipping liquor, I be pouring that medicine
This cow have boots, bitch, this ain't no Timberlands
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ugh
I'll be jabbing that, put the hitter up with a one-two
The pretty bitch, baby, kick it like Kung Fu
Fucking up, I'll tell you, just something you don't do
Uh-uh, uh-uh, ugh
I got good money, global, I be at the feed bank
Feelin' like I'm Lil Weezy, bounce hard for the wave
With my head in the clouds, I be livin' like Drake (I'ma hop out) fuck, fuck, ugh
And he told me I got a problem
I'm 45 with the juice in the yopper
Let me hold the gun one time, I pop him (fra!)
I was dead broke, now the rack's in the coffin
Black bitch start lookin' Asian (looking Asian)
Smokin' on the side, make her cough up the catering
They ain't hear the noise cause the barrel got a potato (shh)
V8 engine, I ain't drivin' no mater
Hit her with the, ah, smell like snow when I talk
All this gas rain, wheels down south (down south)
Bad bitch want attention, show him on cloud
Hit him with the back of my gun, he say, ow (ow)
Dead president's like Kennedy (like Ken)
I talk to a wildfire, talk to a rat
Around lunchtime, a ****, she in the field with his sack
With a cowboy fightin', drinkin' a haystack
I wake up and bake up instantly
Lil' bitches, you kidding me? (You not in my bed?)
Kidding head in a drop top like Kennedy
All in the mouth, she got jaw like giggity, ugh
Well, mama is feeling me
I'll see you sick, bitch, I got the remedy
Stuff the good in the wood, smoking like chimney
You gonna die on this dick, bitch, I ain't got sympathy, ugh
(I ain't got sympathy, I ain't got sympathy)
Written by: koshua hendricks
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