From the recording …the introduction!!!

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Lyrics

The muthafuckin KING is back!!!//
In this muthafucka cleaner than I keep the strap//
Ever hear my voice know It’s speaking facts//
This G shit is in my soul can’t beat it back//
So I got it beating out ya speakers //
I get on the beat & smoke it like this presidential reefer//
From the top of my Caesar to the soles in my sneakers//
I’m a gold rockin cold muthafucka wit a freezer//
On my neck, disrespect, and I’m sending u to Jesus//
Twin chrome desert eagles curl u up like a fetus//
At a frequency higher than a muthafuckin tweeter//
All u hear is loud screaming shells fall and tires screeching//
It’s the GOD!!! Lamborghini PREME//
& the squad... be the almighty Ivy League//
Cool as the winter breeze in my army fatigues//
Holding cream under the gleam of my two finger ring//
I’m a bad muthafucka and all the bitches love it//
Fam I slay em like it’s nothin while U hate it and I love it//
Self made and thats something that u lames can’t fuck wit//
Im the same way bitch nigga in and out of public//
I’ll never switch it up for these sucka muthafuckas//
I follow the G code I owe that to all my loved ones//
I was raised to reign in this muthafuckin game//
So I’ll never respect the way u muthafuckas play it//

I’m just sayin Nigga…

What’s my muthafuckin name??? (PREME)

And who am I to this muthafuckin game? (KING!!!)

Now what’s my muthafuckin name??? (PREME)

And who am I to this muthafuckin game? (KING!!!)

Now what’s my muthafuckin name??? (PREME)

And who am I to this muthafuckin game? (KING!!!)

My flow tight and that’s wit NO ghost writers//
All I do is spit fire like a new bic lighter//

It’s the GOD!!!

…I’m cool as the winter breeze in my army fatigues…
Holdin cream under the gleam of my two finger ring!!!

cool as the winter breeze in my army fatigues…
Holdin cream under the gleam of my two finger ring!!!

cool as the winter breeze in my army fatigues…
Holdin cream under the gleam of my two finger ring!!!

cool as the winter breeze in my army fatigues…
Holdin cream under the gleam of my two finger ring!!!

It’s the GOD!!!

I’m the TRUTH man

The muthafuckin TRUTH Nigga!!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha