Kyngmyl - Living Lavish! (feat. Kiara Bonilla)

Living lavish, Living lavish, Living lavish
I'm Living L-a-vish
Living lavish, Living lavish, Living lavish
I'm Living L-a-vish
I'm living lavish, I'm living lavish, I'm living lavish
Can you stand it?
Living lavish, Living lavish, Living lavish
I'm Living L-a-vish
Waking up to a blue beach
Gold rays my sunshine
Breakfast with some red grapes
Yellow peach looking so ripe
Appetite of my delight
Reap the fruit of my looms
Apple of my eye
Sweet as cherry in pie
All about my dough though
Cut a slice, take a piece
Cooking flows in the bistro
Mob shit like Capisce
Chilling with Mr. Rojo
Kick flows in the Dojo
Delivering new flavors
Well seasoned like mojo
Game soaked dripping with the juice
(I got the water)
Blood, sweat see a hater there?
Tear they whole heart out
Real talk I'm a businessman
You just a start-up
Trust me I'll do damage
That's why I live lavish
Latin banker that speak Spanish
Plomo o El Dinero
Out the country with a hood chick
Never roll with a square hoe
Keep the Suckaz out my circle
Squeeze the blood out a leech
Clean nigga stepping in the streets
Living lavishly
Living lavish, Living lavish, Living lavish
I'm Living L-a-vish
Living lavish, Living lavish, Living lavish
I'm Living L-a-vish
I'm living lavish, I'm living lavish, I'm living lavish
Can you stand it?
Living lavish, Living lavish, Living lavish
I'm Living L-a-vish
Listen, Check my profile nigga
I'm nothing but a click away
Never too far from my soldiers
Not even a Klick away (AYE!)
It's a different day hustle pick my pay
I don't want no beef, I just play for stakes
Who care 'bout what you got? I got what it takes
You still on some broke shit I flipped that and made it shake
Mansion on the hill
Mansion is a safe
Safe Haven in my mansion
Mansion has a wraith
Cooking all the recipes
Come and take a taste!
Cooking all the recipes
Come and take a taste!
Got a chef that preps
Butler bring it up the steps
Two bitches feed me bread
With breakfast in Bed
Armani my robe
Versace my clothes
Gucci guilty cologne
Kush out the zone
Jewels all gold, 2 cellphones
1 For my family, 1 for the dough
Yo nigga fuck these hoes, what the fuck you thought?
My soul is too rich for the itty bitty thot
I'm never getting caught, on my ninja skills
I don't credit card fraud so I kill bills
Money all across the globe, cash my language
Stack chips, cars, clothes, living lavish

Written by:
Emile Dixon

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