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Childish Call me the king now Easy Uh What's a potion to a chef? Sit at the table, I split a fortune with my friends Same brother used to see me walking through their ends Fuck their songs, I'd rather listen to the voices in my head (what? What?) I put my force in every breath I lost a couple friends to some unfortunate events Better tip your hat when you're talking to a king (why?) I only tip my hats when talking to the best (oh man) I wipe the stains off my trainers Wave to my neighbors gave the school a couple of blazers I know too many brothers, who got razed by the stains You don't really wanna see us chasing our peanuts This is what the order says blank When I scoop the place, I gotta run a barman We got annoyed and this ain't the Jordan Island Got a juke on my shoulders and now I spoken bye bye (bye bye) My friend's badder than yours, childish I bring the parcel to the wall, childish I left my jacket in a Porch, childish Gang, but we're making it look success, stylish My friend's badder than yours, childish I bring the parcel to the wall, childish I left my jacket in a Porch, childish Gang, but we're making it look success, stylish Planner the bad man showing off mad high Flex with the top dam, throwing off gangstas Back to the ends for a mad man, drip Splashing your head like you're baptized I make it look easy and all I'm in Amsterdam, I'm getting lean I'ma chop-up with a smile from my mama And a biz from, my pops I'm always missing when I'm on the TV and all If you ain't real, you can't be my brethren And if you ain't brave, you can't beef my brethren Sweated in a world for the lies and the real is a weapon I'm in my prime life, 357 I'm the one that find the one like 11 I made the killing from my world, that's a real-life sentence Blessing and a curse, I'm a pagan to a pagan Yeah, you get what you deserve I'm the bad and the good, I'm the best and the worst My friend's badder than yours, childish I bring the parcel to the wall, childish I left my jacket in a Porch, childish Gang, but we're make it look so sick, stylish My friend's badder than yours, childish I bring the parcel to the wall, childish I left my jacket in a Porch, childish Gang, but we're make it look so sick, stylish My friend's badder than yours, childish I bring the parcel to the wall, childish I left my jacket in a Porch, childish Gang, but we're make it look so sick, stylish
Writer(s): Michael Engmann, Jordan Edwards-wilks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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