Val Venis - King L

Val’n Val’n

I’m Val’n I’m Val’n

I’m Val’n I’m Val’n

I’m Val’n I’m Val’n

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know

Rollin' up dope and syrup got me slow

Po anotha deuce I done rolled up a four

I be in the papers, in the streets, in ya ho

All the windows down in the foreign riding slow

King louie banging like the folks and the Moe’s

Prolly overdose if I take another dose

Can’t fuck with me you ain’t making no dough

These niggas working they ain’t working no mo'(feds)

I’m neo dey on agent flow

Video, smoking dope with a Asian ho

Throwin' up L’s that’s the way it goes

I made it bro, and they hated though

I just say so, and chase that dough

Beat the pussy up like I hate yo ho

Shoot 'em in it til it ain’t the face no more

Ballin' like a young nigga tryna go pro

Smoking on def call that so so

Jammin' like the gun ain’t shooting no more

I know you don’t know 'cause you don’t do a lil mo

I’ma big G nigga you lil ho

We be out in cali smoking O’s buying clothes

Go against the team and your gonna get exposed

Rapid face shots nigga adi to the os

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know

Bump a nigga hoe she like tell me when to go

No love makin' bacc to makin' that doe

Who the fuck is you bitch I own MUBU

Swaggin' in my louie and I own Gucc too

I’m slow mo' 'cause I’m off two two’s

Dirty money got my pockets on bruce bruce

Thirty popper tools for tha obsticles

Do a hoe bad tell a bitch roof roof

Actin hard to get bitch you ain’t lou proof

These niggas ain’t me no they ain’t too cool

Kush too strong bitch free b smoove

You can be smoove or we can eat tools

Shoot this bitch up man it’s all on you

Shoot a nigga down make 'em fall on you

More rounds poppin off gettin' all on you

Throw money at the factory it fall on you

Lean Wallgreens and the ganja troop

Every nigga wit' me armed and’ll shoot

Ball like I hoop fucc a nigga bitch

Throw the two’s call it coupe

Bitches on dicc hella love in the crew

Everyday I win call me W

These niggas hate these bitches love Lou Lou

Fuck you

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m the man little do they know, little do they know

I’m Val’n Wyldin'

I’m Wyldin' Val’n (Little did they know)

I’m Val’n Wyldin' (Little did they know)

I’m Wyldin' Val’n (Little did they know)

I’m Val’n Wyldin'

I’m Wyldin' Val’n (Little did they know)

I’m Val’n Wyldin'

Little did they know

Little did they know