Yung Key The King - The Lake (feat. Pimpmattic)

Better stay wide awake
Or be found dead by the lake
King Keys back with Pimpmattic
Lose my shoe in your ass
Better stay wide awake
Or be found dead by the lake
King Keys back with Pimpmattic
Fuck them bitches from the back

Welcome to the lake
Where we never ever fake
I got Pimpmattic's back
He's got mine
We on the grind
From Gucci to Loui
From Rari to Ghini
I'm the Shady
He's the Biggie
It is pretty litty yeah
Cause you knew that I am rich
Cause I know that I'm not rich
Cause we know you a lil bitch
We gods they twelve year old pricks
Fighting with the dead, like Rick
Demons in my head, deep pit
Creepy visions, cut you and you bled
Severe your head, laid you dead
On my bed, I'll drag you to my shed
Corpse hide it from the Feds
Dinner, eat you, now I'm fed
Pimpmattic in a jet
Landed and we fucking met
Left two bitches painted red
Pimpmattic in a jet

Bottles, bottles, bottles, bottles
You know I'm strutting like a model
Got the Loui, the Gucci, the Prada
Gabbana, Chanel, Givenchy
They all a designer
My bitches on the street in leather print
You better know who you fucking with
You step up, you get cut
And you never back for another hit
Pop, pop, pop, pop
Yo man's about to get shot
You fucking with me
You better say please
Just like the men selling product
Dead man walking
Sir, he stalking
Nun like the boys who went out to eat
After green, green, green, party
Puff puff puff pass
We trapping in the back
You lucky, you trappy
You smack, you paki
You gonna get sent to the back
That's where the dogs are
Talking about the wolves in the pack
Gon' chew you up, then spit you out
Pimpmattic gon' attack
Fucking the bitches from the back
Puff puff puff pass
Puff puff puff pass
Puff puff puff pass

Puff puff puff pass
Puff puff puff pass
Smacking that ass
Puff puff puff pass
Puff puff puff pass

Six cars in my garage
Bentley, Aston, Maybach
Ferrari, Lambo, mad cash
Drift, drift hit the gas
King Keys back, another track
Sounding like it's fucking trap
Finger on the trigger
Rat-tat-tat-tat
Hands on your girl
Drag her to your burrow
By the lake, never fake
The psycho made me
Crazy I am maybe
Baby baby, sexy lady
My victims, coopers Timbs
Severed limbs, I'm a nymph
I'm a myth, I'm a legend
Suck my dick
I'm a myth, I'm a legend
We are myths, Roman Gods
Punch you in the fucking jaw
Stolen gun, Fuck the law
Member only be the clique
Rest in peace to the prince
Member only be the clique
Rest in peace, rest in peace
Rest in peace to the prince

Written by:
Cooper Cox, Nicolas Riquelme

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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