Table Full of Kings 2

Bitch you know just who to call N times two Ghost busters in this bitch watch me take yo boo Tables full of kings watch that boy fold No cap up in my rap but everything I say is bold Paranoia check the peep hole Drive thru bank I took out cinco Took yo bitch call that shit repo Pop some skittles going beast mode What's in yo cup dirty Dann dirty cup Go drink it up, now a motha fucka stuck You think you hot shit? Ain't no skill, that shit was luck Got the dough from the D And I stay with the bucks Don't take no L's Cash come in bales Your short like elves Wrist wet like Phelps First class like mail Got bars whole sale Low key can't tell got C notes like Adele Fuck a Lambo whip a casket I'm flashing my hazards Three hits then pass it back Now I'm spazing Blow your mind just like some magic Living lavish took some practice Gah damn I made it happen Get the fuck up out my bracket your pockets making me laugh Turn the black to ash Turn my words to cash Six speed whipping now I'm dipping when I hit the gas You say you drippin' fresh But I don't see now splash You see the pockets they be fat ain't no end to that