813Wes - King of the South Lyrics

Im the pirate king with a big bounty
At a billion berries and they keep counting
The way that man is moving shit be outstanding
Higher than the moon and I'm not landing
Im talking big bricks and I roll em
Yo bitch giving big licks on my scrotum
Yeah I'm talking big shit so they roll up
But I got my goons wimme we gon fold em
They jog up to Wes but I thought that I told em
Fleet Move like a mob the .45 at his modum
My crew get to blasting body opponents
Im up on my jump so they penned me a Shonen
Im up on my jump so now they all rocking with me
I move with some goons but I call em the fleet
Im chill why the F*ck he got problems with me
But that nigga a vegan he ducking the beef
Im asking
Why he got problems with me
Why he got problems with you
Why he got problems with 2
I bring the .45 and I shoot
Aim at the head I cannot lose
Headshots like kids going round in a circle we pat on the top he goose
Im on his block and so he probably moved
Came from the mud bro I'm talking the goo
Getting my shit cuz now I'm on the move
I rap about shit that I actually do
Y'all niggas is sick must be catching the flu
Y'all toting guns but like what does prove
Why the f*ck is you talking
Peeling him off like a topping
Pulling your card like I'm hawkins
If he want smoke imma stop him
He wanted static I shock him
He know that I do this often
Running his mouth Imma pop him
He spinning back so I clock him
I carry metal and yeah thats what toph bend
I rap how i live and y'all niggas could never
Im bringing the heat niggas call me endeavor
My bar game phenomenal shit be so clever
Im so far above yall can't touch on my lever
Who catching a fade? Bro I'm saying whomever.
How long imma do this I'm saying forever
Im making her wet I aint talking bout weather
But they asking whether I needed a K or a 9
They running me both all I paid was a dime
I'm catching a body I'm making him mine
I got me a baddy this is so fine
Im paying whatever when she wanna dine
And if she got an app best believe they are dying
I leave him like nemo and be they won't find him
Put that chrome in his face leave my metal inside him
Yeah I'm in the L and you know I'm the greatest
There ain't no debating
They talking bout Wesley and say he gon make
These niggas is hating i look at they faces
They bopping they head cuz I stayplist
We smoking a blunt cuz I need to faded
Za to my face and nigga get jaded
They hating on me
Cuz a nigga too rhythmical
Stay on the top yeah this shit is my pinnacle
Cant f*ck with these hoes they mean and they cynical
I got a watch and this shit looking dipped in gold
Shit really dipped gold
Niggas is really hoes
You think you know but I swear that you really don't
Yall bois be really fake
Lawn cut can't handle snakes
Day ones get double takes
You play me once that's all it takes
F*ck
Ain't no pass backs nigga