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King Kong

Yeahh... Jets Fool, Pilot Talk Nigga,

Everybody around this bitch got money,

We ain't never gon run outta weed, yeah, look up[VERSE 1]

Hollow a mountain out

Build a villa in it, pimp that's what I'm talkin bout

Uh, Closed minded lil children, I write my way to a million, lookin out the plane windows

Fuck around get popped like a collar

For slippin in my city get bitten, chewed, swallowed

Fool, what you think you like me

Your idol and your rival I be

Holdin the title with the precision of a hunter's rifle

Shots fired, the forest too quiet, trees ignited

Fall back baby girl let me get high chick

Eagle droppings, fly shit, who gon' stop him

On the grind I am like a quarterback attackin' defensive lineman homie who gon' block em[HOOK]

Tearin thru the city

Snatchin bitches top of the building

King Kong ain't got shit on me

25-8 goin 8 goin ape for the cake nigga

King Kong ain't got shit on me

Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky around I

King Kong ain't got shit on me

Larger than life, they hate me because they ain't me

King Kong ain't got shit on me[VERSE 2]

Yea, came up, put it down for my set what I did Jets nigga

Founder of a flyer society raisin the partition so the driver won't bother me

Women wishin for a position on either side of me

Hopin for a free ride to the top with me

Spendin my cheese, smokin my broccoli

Dressed neat, left the hotel suite sloppy off the chop a tree

Upstate New York, Woodstock, Socrates

The view from my rockin chair you would not believe

A million miles from New Orleans, left the key to the city with my brother now I'm comin back for it[HOOK]

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