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KING PYTHON
Hip-Hop/Rap
KING PYTHON was released on March 12, 2024 by Oneway as a part of the album 3LOTTO
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Album3LOTTO
Release DateMarch 12, 2024
LabelOneway
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jailen Mitchell
Jailen Mitchell
Songwriter
Michael McCollum
Michael McCollum
Songwriter

Lyrics

Money falling out my pockets I got, huh
I got, I got
Money falling out my pockets I got bands man
I just let it flip and spread, I got this lil shit doing handstands
Tell this lil bitch I'm a bands stan
Talking all my money, I'm a big fan
I put belt to ass, yeah I could open up a big can
Had to put that bitch out, shit made me feel like I'm Big Xan
Huh, I feel like Im
Snake him out like python, I'm the one you used to lie on
Way too solid in this shit, yeah, I'm the one they choose to die on
Since my graduation, I ain't put no motherfucking tie on
Real street, ****, I got pride just like a lion
Bullets flying, he a bitch, he ain't shoot back, too busy crying
I got clients, coming in and out, the plug without even trying
Got exotic in my lungs, I be feeling like I'm flying
We don't do no one-on-ones, hang out the roof, I get to driving
Knock you down just like some pins, got me feelin' like I'm striking
Going up, I'm with my twin, set the stage, it's perfect timing
When I pull up in that Benz, she gon know it's time to go
I never lose, I always win, go ahead and check the score
Watch the way I work this gen, he say I'll miss I bet I won't
Tell these **** get off my dick, say he got it, no he don't
Don't be coming for my head, don't get dunked like Oreos
She wanna get all in my bed, ride that dick like rodeo
They done said I changed, changed what
More money, more problems, so what
Locked in, mob ties, sewed up
Casamigos put it in my soda
Trap phone really busting plays up off this Motorola
White ho go crazy about that coke and I ain't talking cola
I'm sick as fuck up in this rap shit like I got Ebola
Bitch, I go bang, bang, I'm clutching on this fucking Sosa
.... three, be having motion, yeah, I serve the doja
She want me because I'm chosen, yeah, I could've told ya
Yeah, I could've told ya
Pull up with a blackout on my stick, stand ten like a fucking soldier
Feel like a quarterback in this bitch, young **** could've throwed ya
Whole lotta money up in this envelope, not a fucking folder
Back then that bitch wouldn't text me back and now I'm finna fold up
Back then couldn't get a gram and now I'm finna pick the load up
I got that green, I got that pack, this shit did look like Yoda
Still in the streets, I gotta pack it, I can't put that pole up
Written by: Jailen Mitchell, Michael McCollum
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