It rolls off the tongue like I'm cursing in French Voulez-vous my niggas think you kindly with this tench I speak that broken French and you can't fix that with a wrench Mike and Nike, double G-A Please excuse my language but this native tongue's legit It ain't nobody fading when we start to throw a fist A five finger clench and make a sucker nigga split Mike and Nike, double G-A I feel the pressure on me all day Cause either it's the cops or them niggas in the drop Pull up on you, drop the window, let it spray Mike and Nike, double G-A Being that we use it as a term of endearment Bless my niggas daily, hope that everybody hear it Looking down on you at the top of the pyramid King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, Mike and Nike, double G-D Shortening, but that don't mean it's something sweet They duplicate my features, my anatomy Confront them on that s***, they gonna get mad at me Whatever, Mike and Nike, dough G A buzzy ruff like buzzing on a bumblebee I buzzin' like bzzz, but I am humbly Honored that you slap my music comfortably But really, Mike and Nike, double G I get give two f***s about who f*** with me Insecurely, I'm lying at my f***ing teeth If you don't play my words in decent, I don't eat And that's real, Mike and Nike, double G Double O-G, triple my money Triple O, triple comma trippin' on me Boy, take that up with God, cause he the one that chose me Show him how to be King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King, King King, King, Bust down on a Roley, no Ayy, bust down my crown, bust down my crown Sapphire and Rubio, tones hitting in my realm hitting my realm Bust down on a Roley, no. Ayy, bust down my crown, bust down my crown Sapphire and Rubio, tones hitting in my realm Now, Now, cool it down, cool it down And be them n**gas mobbin' through your town 100 kings shining all around, And you ain't even hear a gun sound Now, cool it down, cool it down, Count with my queens holding n**gas down A hundred queens marching all around and you ain't even hear a gun sound King, King, King, King, King, King King, King, King, King, King, King