7-8 Rings lyrics

[Verse 1: King Chip]
King Chip in this b*tch, valet park the chariot
When I'm walking on rose petals I ain't hearing it
Can't tell me sh*t with $30,000 shoes on
Even if I'm is wrong, naw n*gga you wrong
Damn these b*tches love me, they say I should be in movies
I just signed with the C.A.A., they wish just might come truly
Hell yes she's got that booty, do I got to say it
That head and pus*y crazy, type I got to spend the day with
n*ggas see me on TV and be like damn Chip you made it
But, if you ask me I need a few more toys to play with
b*tch don't stare too long cause your panties will get creamy
I was looking like a natural king like every time you see me

[Hook: King Chip]
7-8 rings
And you know a n*gga rock 'bout 7-8 rings [x8]

[Verse 2: King Chip]
I'm the coldest n*gga who is ever on this earth, ho
Yee ain't tryna ball out then what the f*ck you work for
People only doubt you cause they know for sure that they can't
I been spending so much paper, damn I need to take a vacay
Put me in a place where I can walk around and buy sh*t
Put me in a place where it's some b*tches on some fly sh*t
Reminder b*tch, you got a stupid question not to ask
Trigger finger ringless case I gotta pop your ass
Get these n*ggas heads chopped like the king that I am
Eating like a mob boss, little chubby yea I am
If you f*ckin with a real king ain't no losing
Told these b*tches kiss the ring just to let me know they choosin
Catch me on Twitter going ham on the pastures
King Chip ain't no b*tch, father I'm a master
Sippin some patrossi, with some b*tches in the posse
Whippin up millions on my iPhone and I know my ghetto got me
[Hook]