King Solomon - Chancellor Warhol, Big Youth

I see you niggas I’m clairvoyant

Acquired taste that’s rare foreigns

Roll through the shadow of death in a Tessla

If she look then da boy might test her

She win no draws

Suspect nigga no pause

All of yo niggas is dumb & dumber

All of my niggas in Damir Doma

Versace, Versace, Verasce, Versac

Went to Canal just to cop you a watch

I build a canal so my flow can’t be stopped

I build a canal so my flow can’t be stopped

This shit is so over as soon as I drop

This rapping is cool til you end up like Pac

Or Lesane Crooks when a lame looks cause his dame took

Hang wit the main crooks while I bang hooks

King Solomon

2nd Verse (Big Youth)

Capillaries popping

My mind be droppin

I’m a mother fucker

Since a youngin

I would fuck with that fuck shit

Ain’t no other option

Imma ball like my name was Hardin

There ain’t no stoppin

Put a bic to devils lettuce

Spark another problem

Off and on I can casually think about it

My mind has been racing round

Like I been boosting but off the ounces

I’m damaged but girl you nice

If I want it then Imma take it

One nighting these fuckinbasics

Put work in like basic training

Why you pull up with like 3 hoes homie

Never pull up with that ego on me

Shit I came dressed up got the peacoat on me

Whole fit cost u bout like 3 os homie

No loss imma take it like I’m on my lonely

Call me

Up late cause I’m lost in my faith

I need to face what I came with

My Devils dancin in place

Forget it you rappers acting like you got what it takes