Mr. K Lyrics

Hello? Yeah, I'm kinda busy right now, what's up?

No, just, can we talk later? Like, I don't, I don't really got time. Okay, let's..

First up top, we sayin' thank you, Everybody gon' drop all shiny, brand new

Got that bright blue caddy

Got a bitch, she baddy

Hands high, everybody lookin' for that reply

See my

Own name up on a t-shirt

Next they know I'm rollin' convert

Ible

Drawin' out plans like scribble

Chocolate on my dick and that bitch gon' dribble

Get it on with two chicks and bitch I'm middle

Beggin' me for mo' dick, you gon' get little

Hands low, everybody go, she the type to go for me you see, she the type to go crazy

Yeah, everybody know me

Yo chick the one who stop to blow me

And yo bitch the one with double D D's

Don't look I'm late, fly across the sea sea

Can't stop and wait

It ain't no debate

I'm just fuckin' great

I'm just shootin' straight, ayy

I told you that I can't talk about this right now, okay?

I'll call you as soon as I get off the plane

And we can talk about whatever you want, alright

But right now, I'm not gonna fuckin' talk about it, okay?

Mr. K, you don't know

That you were meant to be

You gon' take him on fire, baby

Oh no

Mr. K go and stop the show

Can't stop, everybody stay low

Cause he up on top, everybody gon' know, hup

Everybody try and say he ain't me

But girl, I sit like a saint it ain't free

But girl, you sit on my face and pay me

Runnin' 200 bands hit the bank with my key

Girl I got hella fans, gotta slow, I know

Got that ice on me, bitch, I'm too cold, I snow

King of the summertime, winter, baby

Mr. K on top, he ain't lose, no maybe

Mr. K drop a bop, can't deny, you say he

Ain't nothin' shit, he just got one hit

But he own the top ten

And ten, it a hit

At ten, he ain't quit

Again, you gon' sit

P you sit back for another second

Gotta show him em' why I'm first without another bitch threatin'

Gotta show him they ain't cursed'

They takin' L's and let it set in

Lotta hoes lotta money

Got a offer, it upsettin

Under six, seven, eight, figure

Add more zero

Count that one, two, three, four, and I'm your hero

Huh, huh

Mr. K, you don't know

That you were meant to be

You gon' take him on fire, baby

Oh no

Mr. K go and stop the show

Can't stop, everybody stay low

Cause he up on top, everybody gon' know, hup

Mr. K start runnin', we know everybody lose

Mr. K not comin', and he leave us all confused

There he goes, what a close, he ain't finished, but who knows

Hear a shot and start a runnin'

But he sittin' there her froze

He so icy

It ain't like he

Talkin' bout' the top, but he just sittin' in the middle

Got a big ol' mansion home, but motherfucker got a riddle

Gotta winna, money printa

Gotta stop, and make sure him a

Gotta stop, he not a kinga

Gotta stop, he not a zinga

Wait, he stop, and he turn me up

He too good, he finna speed

He too good, he finna clean up

He too good, he finna speak up

I'm a god, never not

Bitch, you takin' up my spot

All you dirty motherfuckers, must've think that I forgot

You just broken rubber covers,

You just all of them the other

I'm the number one killer,

I'm the staple, baby, pillar

Mr. K, you don't know

That you were meant to be

You gon' take him on fire, baby

Oh no

Mr. K go and stop the show

Can't stop, everybody stay low

Cause he up on top, everybody gon' know, hup