Don’t act like you don’t know that I have a head full of lyrics And there’s not a day I will hold back Man start sending for dickheads [*gun shots*] Hold that…
Look at me I’m a king Booker T in this thing Pushing me to the brim Couldn’t see with the wind Look at me in this ting Look at T in this thing Look at me I’m a king, look at me I’m a king
I can’t let them girl there style on man Look down and smile on man I’m thinking about getting ahead like she put a mile on man Going all wild on man Everyday I ask God forgiveness hope he ain’t kept no file on man At the same time may the Lord be my witness Baby nine I got a child on man
Look at me I’m a king Booker T in this thing Pushing me to the brim Couldn’t see with the wind Look at me in this ting Look at T in this thing Look at me I’m a king, look at me I’m a king
Normal day but I don’t do things the normal way From back when the uniform’s all grey I was musical always Let’s get one ting clear, you don’t run tings here Leave that gun ting there, my man’s hunting here Why’ve you got your hands in your trousers like there’s something there Something’s weird, don’t I know you from somewhere? I just can’t think where full clip and I can give man one extra I know the target’s there I see three, you’re darkest fear Casket’s bare, drive-by car key there
Look at me I’m a king Booker T in this thing Pushing me to the brim Couldn’t see with the wind Look at me in this ting Look at T in this thing Look at me I’m a king, look at me I’m a king
Man get trampled, man get stamped Man get stereotyped and [?] Man get gunshots man get shrapnel I wish you more life than money in the bank Champagne dancing splash that all over the paigons when the man bust shanks Man going raving man bust skanks Man beat once and never come back You’re an impostor who’s more of a monster I can still open the door of a Honda Oi Wez, I remember when this same sawed-off was longer While back when the corner was stronger Still [?] if I’m on ya Call me a monster, then call him a Doctor Bang bang anywhere gang I could be anywhere fam, even in a fancy restaurant ordering lobster Yeah, you look like a snitch If you get nicked, definitely sing you’ll give them all of the opera