King of the ghetto, what they call me
don't participate in foolishness
behind a foreign steering wheel
Talking down on me from a safe place,
Uh, my styrofoam too heavy OG smoke,
your young lungs ain't ready
I'm in that gray turtle top,
Ain't nothin' friendly bout what I'm haulin',
Drank and a black Sprite, yeah,
I said a black Sprite Down South,
shit, y 'all already know
The 40 and the five -pointer diamonds,
at the strip club last night
come get your dick sucked last night
I was like, nah, baby girl,
you know I'm chasin' dough
King of the ghetto, but they call me
I don't participate in foolishness
behind a foreign steering wheel
Talking down on me from a safe place,
I'm home whenever I be there
Young people say man hold up,
I already know who is the CD player,
We don't fuck with the original,
It be so good I call my hood
all you need is weed butter
Gram and a half and a rice crispy treat,
Man, I'm so gone in this bitch right now
Man, I can't even see the stones
That's why my face real heavy,
On my way back to the drink,
behind a foreign steering wheel
I don't participate in foolishness
behind a foreign steering wheel
Talking down on me from a safe place,
behind a foreign steering wheel
I don't par ticipate in foolishness
behind a foreign steering wheel
Talking down on me from a safe place,