LetTheKingSpeak lyrics

Let the king speak
Cut on my wrist n i
f*ck on that b*tch
N I’m In till her knees week
In her cheeks please

Let the king speak
Not feeling sh*t
Still I’m up in her ribs
N I f*ck n I Leave seed
Lord forgive me
[x3]

Let that thang pop
38 got her running
f*ck a bay watch

I’m not no having
No discussion
Where the damn top

I ain’t f*cking with nobody
You a damn op

Got that Russian on my side
Straight from tha gulag
You Summon a demon
I summon a shooter
Toting a ruger

Suck me up good ya the head on medusa
Need some Madula

Talking some sh*t
But you f*cking w ghouls ya

N they coming to shoot ya

Get put in the ground
When ya body get found

They say i never knew ya

Let the king speak
Cut on my wrist n i
f*ck on that b*tch
N I’m In till her knees week
In her cheeks please

Let the king speak
Not feeling sh*t
Still I’m up in her ribs
N I f*ck n I Leave seed
Lord forgive me
[x2]
God god
b*tch we down to ride
Catching homocides
40 by my side

God god
b*tch we down to ride
Open up your eyes
See my violent side

I can only feel the end of a blade
Going under my veins
b*tch I’m not here to stay
I never came to be great
b*tch I came to decay
Don’t get in my way
b*tch I’ll cut you away