Rex Vinci & Baby Ape – King

King Lyrics

Verse 1: Rex Vinci

Rex world
My world
Drug lord
I know how to whip the bricks
I know how to move the weight
Stand on top of my money im 9 feet tall
I just want some head bitch please don’t stall
After u suck me please take a hall

Verse 1: Rex Vinci

Riding in the lamb
Yeah I eat steaks
My plate filet mignon
I just made a billion
I’m a Bussiness man
Now what
Yeah I make sales
I don’t tell tales
Smoking gas with my niggas spitting fire
I call it dragon tales

We was rapping in a basement
Now we rapping in our mansion
Got a private studio
I never went to school
I ain’t study
I dropped out junior year fuck 12
Bro don’t worry I got your 6 tho
I don’t fold
I’ve been told
Wrist so cold
Frostbite
Bite her neck
Leave it red
Rarri red
Skrt skrt

Pull up with a drum im a rockstar
Shootin at them Niggas i’m a drummer boy
That nigga think i’m lying please don’t test me boy
Bought a Brand new gun I just bought it
Doing features with A listers
Now we on the Forbes list

Hook: Rex Vinci

Rex World
My World
Drug Lord
I know how to whip the bricks
I know how to move the weight
Stand on top of my money im 9 feet tall
I just want some head bitch please don’t stall
After u suck me please take a hall

Bridge: Rex Vinci

Rex Rex
Flex Flex
Racks Racks
Band on bands

Verse 2: Baby Ape

Feeling like the goat king James
Smoking on some loud it’s flame
Get your own shit i don’t share
Found out shorty she gay
Some damn I guess I can have a three way
Faded when I work
Her only talent
Her only talent
Is to twerk
Xans so critical you can get murked

Go brazy Go brazy Go brazy
I’m feeling real lazy
I don’t give a fuck cause I’m off my fucking xanny
Man I don’t give a fuck about shit on the daily
I don’t give a fuck racing like I’m speedy Gonzales on my Mexican shit
Bout to fucking snort up coke on my Mexican shit
I don’t got a fucking stash on that Mexican shit
I don’t fucking talk Spanish on that mexeucna shit
I don’t fucking listen to Spanish on the Mexican shit
Nigga ,what fuck
Man ,boo’d up
Double cup

D rose with my hand I don’t miss
Sipping on this sprite
No Sierra Mist
Fucked this shorty now her boyfriend is pist
She was fucking lame either way
My Mexican shooter his name Jose
I call him wey
He real nice with the thirty
Shooting like he belongs to golden state
Shooting 3 niggas now them niggas dead
Their family is crying , I don’t care
Life ain’t fair , lil Xavier you can’t replace
Can’t replace
Sniff coke like I’m Scarface
If she fine I’m fucking no matter the race
I’m too smart to even have a case
Yea this my life no imaginary place
No imaginary place

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