[Verse 1: King Dwight]
Third eye open and it's muggin' your soul, the way i see it man i got control, i ain't gotta pay for it ill just take it without a fee, sitting in all gold that's why they call me a king, ill bring the snow to the spring, ill bring the heat to the winter, LeBron put up 50 before the season beginner, eating haters for dinner, breaking down my defender, king dwight never loose cause im always a winner & king dwight be in her, rolling pussies like spinners, then i skin these n***as and put they ass in a blenda, yes im drinking ya soul and i see you on twitter,but you ain't getting no birdies and you ain't getting no bitches, i really got to say whats on my chest confessions all up in this bitch i gotta say this shit before my nipples turn into tits i got to say whats on my chest....i really don't want my shit to turn into breast, yes did you know the word "Rapist" is in "Therapist"? intoxicated, arrogant, bitches are the rarest breed. Making pussys bleed without A period, thinking you can go against the king are you serious? Mothafuckin idiot, pistol whip with the simi grip, candy paint the newest whip, i swear im so immaculate and ill smack a a bitch... and that's word my n***a Vanchy. One time you'll catch me eating pussy is when a n***a got the munchies, but ill eat ya damn life if i'm really that hungry, pussy beat boxing "Can you teach me how to dougie?" its so ugly...

I swear its so ugly....

But its pretty

[Verse 2: Rome The God]
I Kinda fell out of my lyrical element
Elementary shit no meddling
I Think about the old days
Shits the same and it's relevant
With my n***as rollin jay after jay getting hella bent

If she tell that you I told her she was heaven sent
Den best believe that bitch ain't celibate
And best believe the head game Elegant
I'm so damn arrogant
Cocky as i ever been
But I stay benevolent

Benevolent
But I've never been friendly

Tempt me
And these bullets are
What you will be befriending
Slashing fashion killers while I'm chilling in my Findi
Massive acid tripping
With a bitch from the West Indies
And she don't have to even
Have to speak a lick of English
Or have a reason
For my flow to leave ass tingling
I guess that I just have
That effect sometimes
Might effect yo minds
At anytime
Crack in these lines
Feel it runnin the veins its
The Flow as cold as snow
And poison for ya brain bitch
I'm Rollin slow as hell
And swerving as I lane switch
Got yo girl in the back
Kissin on my main bitch

Calling me baby
Boy ya know
I'm bout to Ving Rhames it
This that real life
Every fuckin day shit
And you don't even have to say shit
Cus bitch , I know
That I'm that n***a that you wanna Hang with

I want that head but
It's only gonna be a headbutt
So I pass it to my n***a with the dreads
You heard what I said slut
I'm leave n***a still
Like he getting his head cut
Cus I stay at yo head
Like a muthafuckin edged up
Yeah Like a fucking edge up
Looking down on me
You better keep ya head up
N***a nowadays
Always keep a n***a fed up
You worried bout us
When you should
Just try to keep ya bread up