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still going - king tel lyrics

yea
we going
we still be going up

oh
the head
she still be going dumb
dog
that zip
we still be rolling up
big 5th
big drink
we still be pouring up

yea yea we going
we still be going up
oh oh oh the head
she still be going dumb
dog
that zip
we still be rolling up
big 5th
big drink
we still be pouring up

i dont play games, i’ll f*ck it up
got the bag, f*ck the chicken up
got the zip, we rolling up
you see the 5th we pouring up
i’m bloodline, who want war
that dog food they want more
my young dogs, shooting through the door
you dont need wendy’s, for this 4 for 4
iont speak foreign but catch pha rah
that’s 4 to the head you gone now
ain’t playing homie still going up
tupac mood, middle fingers up
i’m 2 chains, 2 pistols up
time flying when you run it up
it’s a process dont ask how
i want the dairy, k!ll the cash cow
tell ya girl to chill, you reaching b*tch
you to loud, draco fix ya pitch
carry the pistol, like nintendo switch
big gun bet not flinch
dusse that’s big drink
no pocket money that’s big bank
no fish tank, big shark here
i’m tan man, no heart here
in jesus name i shalt not fear
pray for the weak, shed no tear
little rat chick, she hate it here
pray for her taxes every year
well f*ck it catch this 40 ball
you fake n*ggas, need a role call
i’m knee deep, i would not fall
h*ll cat, i would not stall

yea
we going
we still be going up
oh
the head
she still be going dumb
dog
that zip
we still be rolling up
big 5th
big drink
we still be pouring up

yea yea we going
we still be going up
oh oh oh the head
she still be going dumb
dog
that zip
we still be rolling up
big 5th
big drink
we still be pouring up

i’m going up, ya b*tch going down
got the cure for you f*cking clowns
got the k with hunnit rounds
when you see the king, better bound down
this detroit, you can’t live here
get knocked off, if you ain’t from round here
that big fifth, that’s danger zone
you’ll be lucky if you make it home
them cops dirty and them n*gga too
what coronovirus, this the f*cking zoo
better hope these savages, dont shoot at you
for the come up, they’re get loose
couple of shots got ya b*tch loose
naw baby iont give a boost
little poor b*tch, stay with a broke n*gga
we know you love him, that’s your n*gga
iont wanna hit, just want the head
let ya b*tch n*gga put you to bed
big woods that’s big drink
i dont care what you n*gga think
ain’t sh*t sweet, leave you n*gga stanking
like a jesus piece, i’ll leave you dangling
guess wrong i’ll leave you hanging
that phone call, will leave ya momma shaking

- king tel lyrics

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