D-WHY
King David
[Intro]
Yeah, D-Why
Oh shit, oh man, uh

[Verse 1]
Mayweather flow, don’t miss the bout, y’all are missin’ out
With Miss October and her Chanel bag that she mispronounced
What you bitchin’ ‘bout? You trippin’ and flippin’, I’m dippin’ out
I missed my flight, I don’t have time to fight, I’ll grab my shit and bounce
No question, I am what the answer is
Bout to slay the beat on my Blitzen and Prancer shit
You on that ABC, with the stars, dancin’, shit
But we don’t dance, we just pull up our pants and handle shit
Oh ma, looky what the fuck we have here
I’m ‘bout to bust a cashew, this sweater is cashmere
I’mma draft, you’re a Pabst beer, you need a pap smear
If I have a say, last year would be your last year
Check your calendar, clear your schedule, let’s fly out
The kid’s ‘bout to be a problem, you should put me in time-out
Time out! What is this shit all you people rhyme ‘bout?
I’d rather take a fucking ice pick and dig my eyes out
Time in, I know, I’m so Hawaii Five-O
I’m so fly, I could get dressed with my eyes closed
Her love is like a rollercoaster, but the ride’s closed
We should go for a swim while the tide’s low
This suit is Alexander McQueen, but you should probably king me
Green jacket, Stanley Cup, championship ring me
Here’s a list of a couple things you should probably bring me
And if they ask if you saw me, tell them that you’ve never seen me
Tell the label to find me, wine me, dine me, and sign me now
I’m flowin’, free shipping with the button that’s labeled “Buy me now”
All the shit I used to look up to, it feels so tiny now
To quiet this riot you’ll have to take my mouth and tie me down
She tried to tie me up, then asked me to tie the knot
I said I’d buy a rock and we could tie it, not
I try a lot, I tell you, there’s one thing I am not
And that’s a quitter, ‘cause winnin’ is somethin’ that I like a lot
I’m on the waterfront, ‘bout to put my order in
Y’all can’t even pronounce some of this shit that we orderin’
Billy just bought a O and I think he ‘bout a quarter in
Y’all been standin’ in my way so long, they call that loiterin’
I take my holidays off, Holiday Inn
Tell everyone stay out, girl, and we could stay in
Sayin’, no playin’, I’m prayin’ that I make it, amen
Fuck everybody, I just had to put that in lamens
King David, came to reign on everyone’s parade
It’s like the coming of the plagues, everyone’s afraid
It’s okay, player, it’s life, everyone gets played
I gotta go, me and Miss October ‘bout to misbehave
Haha, yeah, her and her Chanel bag
Okay, let me hear it