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dub - kingin' b lyrics

(i want the dub
aye, aye
she gimme that brain, she gimme that dumb
aye, aye
i am not leavin’ without my big gun
aye, aye
i do not trust you, i go by my gut
aye, aye
my name is kingin’ and you know that…)

i want the dub
aye, aye
she gimme that brain, she gimme that dumb
aye, aye
i am not leaving without my big gun
aye, aye
i do not trust you, i go by my gut
aye, aye
my name is kingin’ and i want the dub

aye, aye
i’m making this money but just for some fun
i got the whole world, on top of my thumb
and i got the world, on top of my tongue

‘cause i love the tastе, aye
i never simp ovеr b*tches this paper is all that i chase, aye
all of these people be hating on me jus’ because of my face, aye
these haters be hatin’ on me because with me
you know that she jus’ wanna taste
she wanna taste on my popsicle
but get the f*ck off my pedestal

‘cause only am i allowed to speak
all of these rappers in ep
they just some amateurs
they be jus’ speakin’ up nonsense on a beat

but where the f*ck is their melody?
where the f*ck is their harmony?
why the f*ck they got so much clout?
these rappers jus’ tryna be like me

i started this sh*t in 2016
i started to trap so that i could make money
to buy my own mic, and make the sh*t that is “upcoming”
but even then people were tryna make fun of me

(aye , aye
but even then people were tryna make fun of me
aye, aye)
but even then people were tryna take all of my money g
tryna take everything
my f*ckin’ pack, and tryna make my f*ckin’ tracks
tryna take my f*ckin’ label
i’m the one who put the cards on the table
i want the dub
aye, aye
she gimme that brain, she gimme that dumb
aye, aye
i am not leaving without my big gun
aye, aye
i do not trust you, i go by my gut
aye, aye
my name is kingin’ and i want the dub

aye, aye
i’m winnin’ i’m winnin’
but i do not even need luck
i’m chasin’ this bag but i’m so f*ckin’ young
since the first day i was chasin’ the buns
i was just chasin’ the bread
still to this day i don’t f*ck with no fed
i’m chasin’ this bag till the day that i’m dead
this paper i make is my only true friend

my only true friend, aye
i do not trust no one else
this trophy i earn by myself, aye
pull out that shotty
you know i don’t run outta sh*lls
you better run
before you be runnin’ that mouth
me and my shotty gon’ pull up
right straight to your house
you talkin’ that bullsh*t but you ain’t about
nothing you always be speakin’ out loud, aye
but maybe i’m wrong
but at least try prove me wrong
write a good poem or write a good song
i will be waiting while smokin’ my lawn

i really hope h*ll is not where i belong
‘cause all of this money is all that i want
all of this money runnin’ in my thoughts
all of this money is what got me caught by the cops, mane
aye

all of this money is what got me caught
aye, aye
i got caught slippin’ with way too much pot
aye, aye
i got caught slippin’ with way too much guap mane, aye
never will kingin’ stop till he is up to the top, mane

- kingin b lyrics

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