King Nane - Hennything/Two Faced

Hop in the whip and I swerve
Make sure you don't hit the curb
Hit this girl up and she give me the slurp
Eating her cake for dessert
Putting my phone back on do not disturb
Very next day then I curve
Teach you a lesson, you live and you learn
Imma get what I deserve

She wanna fuck in a 'Rarri
I told her to ride in the Jeep
They call me the life of the party
You know that we lit every week
I can do this in my sleep
They said if you find it you keep
I found this dime piece at the function
And made her a part of the team
We came to the club for some fun
Few shots and the night just begun
Somebody brought out the henny
So hennything goes till the sun
Pour up another one son
We drink till the bottle is done
I hope that the liquor is plenty
'Cause me and my niggas want some

Me and my niggas want some
Me and my niggas want some
Me and my niggas want some
Me and my niggas want some
Me and my, uh
Me and my, yeah
Me, and my, uh
Me and my niggas want some

You niggas are two faced
Sipping on D'usse
Back in the lab, kill a beat
Caught a new case
Bank going up like the club on a Tuesday
5'5 but I'm on top like a toupee
Real all the time, got a stack
'Cause I'm too paid
Niggas lose friends for a bag
Call 'em loose change
Cream of the crop, maybe creme like it's brûlée
Coming in first, no ties like a shoe lace
Back in the lab, wrote a bop in a few days
Back in my bag, stacking pounds like I move weight
Talking my shit, why is that?
'Cause I'm too great
Shoot and I score like a 4 and a few eights
Uh oh, too late
Let me get a breather
Why you ever think that I need ya?
Guessing I forgot hoe, amnesia
You ain't really down, I can read ya

Blessed like a deacon, spit heat like a demon
I am the cleanest, we all in agreement
Leading the scoring, I'm balling all season
Why should I stop, really give me a reason
Stay in my city, the king of the region
Leaving the gang, they should charge you with treason
Hand on your heart, nigga fuck your allegiance
Bringing the pain on your head like a lesion, king

King of the DMV
I blow like TNT
I shoot like COD
I need to see ID
Never I owe you, more like you owe me
No freestyle, your girl cum off the T O P
Clean as OCD
I'm the G O D of this R A P
Never D I E and I am O U T
Tunnel vision, I am all you see
You fuckers peasants, I am royalty
Said I am the king
Rapping easy, it ain't really a thing
Flowing breezy, got the game on a string
Ass on peachy, then ya hoe getting slain
Never cross me, better stay in your lane
Never try me, all your effort in vain
14 karats on a two plated chain
Bitch I promise you'll remember the name
Yeah

Written by:
Anane Gyedu

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