AKA John AKA John AKA Mickens
I'm the king I floss rings, the new John Uhh, I'm stayin' and keep the haters bitchin' From New York to Richmond, my is sickenin' Ice drips, frost bits, so I got to rewrite this mackin' game, Layin' in the barber shop, knowin' is shady Maybe, they sex young chicks and
But I got Combos ridin' stick-shifts For no chips, I'm seein' to eight lips Let me tell ya my life-style, players and chips, sick Mr.Smith, the rarest Separate the dimes from 'hoes like chronic Miraculous lyrical this, stop bein' actresses On mattresses your legs up in the air Splash the John Micks, a millionaire
Anutha day, dolla Anutha day, dolla Anutha day, dolla Anutha day, anutha
My fortune five hundred is funded Joints I pumps, gives my pockets the I'm the and the costliest Feel the force of this arsonist Hotter a yacht with Rottweillers Chicks in choppers with they thong proper The crisp poppa bringin' like soap operas The show stopper if you playas flow proper
I'm the jiggliest, bitch, shit the Wonderin' why front on who's the williest Chill, relax, you cats fall Ten mill, ten plaques my wall You stall, mix large, I see ya like roaches then cop diamond broaches Super never mind the alladocious Sin the fellas, get blazed and you can this
Anutha day, dolla Anutha day, anutha day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha
I'm the M C that you to be Competition is dead, ain't none of all live as me Handsome moody, I it raw, baby So all the good fella Scorsese So up, they call me Mount Everest The get honey ways draped over my headrest I run game from Fort to Maine I keep ya head noddin' like dope is in vein
Hail to the king Jing a ling I buy ya loyalty with one Pinkie ring be above average to grow Cabbage I Havoc, do damage have it techniques up to par You, get ya black ass like Mardi Grass Chick soup too me off in yo' car Blaze her in the alley 'coz she Bourgeoisie
day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, dolla day, anutha dolla
Man it's hard the king, baby But gotta do it, haha