Chad P - Mad King (Show and Tell)

Stop telling me who the fuck I’m gone do
You better mind your business before I focus on you
In the circle with me niggas
Making toasts on you
You talking shit.. You all laughs
Now that joke is on you
I’ve been crowned king so the next I’m on to
I got some people counting on me
Trying to put them on too
Try to move me with some fear
I swear you got the wrong dude
I’m strategic like its chess
You been making wrong moves
I can tell

Hook:
I can you a pussy by the smell
I ain’t went this hard since we dropped “Out on Bail”
Ask them OGs all them know me well
Pull up in my whip
All my chains on
Show and Tell

Verse:
And to think I’m old as hell
And I’m moving slow as well
I’ve been battling with some demons
Not surprised I go through hell
I know who these niggas pretend to be
But do they know their self
You rather fake your success
Than just be real and fail
Hit my line you know my cell
Need I outline all the steps
Quit that poppin on the gram
Trust me dawg nobody cares
Broadcast that shit in public
Naw I rather say it here
So I can make a check off how the fuck a nigga feels
Trying me a bad idea
Bet on me that a business deal
I won then I’m winning still
I’m a cool ass rider.. Snowmobile
Overdrive and Overkill
Come get your girl she over here
And all she wanna do is tell me what she over hear
So I can tell You a pussy by the smell
I always go this hard
That’s why I Never Fail
Ask them OGs all them know me well
Pull up in my whip
All my chains on.. Show and Tell

Hook:
I can you a pussy by the smell
I ain’t went this hard since we dropped “Out on Bail”
Ask them OGs all them know me well
Pull up in my whip
All my chains on
Show and Tell

1080 Verse:
Yea.. coming straight from ATL
South side nigga in this bitch
And on his shit hoe can’t you tell
See the gold all on my clothes
And all these hoes they love my smell
YSL over Chanel
All sponsored by them scales.. yea
Ive been the G you trying to be
Peezy, he KING
Stunting on a nigga
Show and Tell while your shit hide and seek
Niggas don’t know nothing bout no grain gripping
7 Tre with the brain missing
Hit the light watch & chain glisten
Listen, I can keep talking this money shit
Or I can spit the real address the flaw
Cause its a ton of shit
Niggas claim they running shit
Lying about the dumbest shit
Cap and flex like they got that check
Or better yet
Nigga I done seen some day ones
Pull up on their A1s
Hit that smile direct like Draymond
And get they hate on
Niggas kicking the leg off the tablet they plate on
So keep your eyes open my nigga out here and stay on
The bull shit that they on..contagious
Find yourself out The W and back up in the Days Inn
All because your nigga can’t cover his incidentals
Cause he lost his deposit for doing doughnuts in a rental
DMG bred winner
OG Pes a bread getter
No patience for niggas hating
Cause he a head spitter
I’m still getting it in with the niggas that I came with
Chad P my nigga
Y’all can miss me with that lame shit
So Yea.. I can tell you a pussy by the smell
(I ain’t went this hard since we dropped Out On Bail)

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