Crown the Kings lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]

Fuck it, crown the king

You dig?

You know know what I mean?

Fuck it, crown the king

Benz truck for the queen

G.I.A, my rings

G.I. Joe, my team

Fuck what you mean

Fuck what you mean

Talking too cheap

Like money and green

[Refrain: Quavo]

Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em

Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em

Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em

Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Nigga might think you FED's the way you snap pictures

Shawty look like she serve the way she ride with niggas

Get what you earn when you ride with pistols

Trigger, finger, itching, itching R.I.P. to Pistol Pete

She hit that line, London Fletcher

Fish bowl, wrist swimming on the fish

Catch a Babe Ruth, the bat

I batted the bat

Two hoes attached, call them Siamese cats (Siamese twins)

I do all stunts, I kick like a football punt

You wanna talk loads? I made three mil this month

You wanna talk keys? The white with the black wrap looking like nuns

You wanna talk thieves? One side got it coming in, none

[Chorus: Quavo]

Fuck it, crown the kings

We're living the dream

Crown the kings

Living the dream

[Refrain: Quavo]

Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em

Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em

Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em

Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em

[Verse 2: Offset]

Drown the ice with medicine

Drown your bitch with the skeleton

I'm on the stove cooking elements

The skies the limit, I'm heaven-sent

Dripping the flies, a pelican

Buy me a zoo, I got elephants

They salty, these niggas not relevant

They copy the bros and it's evident

Riding in the red Wraith, row your boat

My soul devoted

Bank rolls are loaded

Cash out, no notice

Rolls Royce came with a chauffeur

Stick in the couch and the sofa

Five Karat in my ear, it's a boulder

Pass me the fire, smoke 'em

Me and my bitch are like B and Hova

Go do a show in the 'Sota

Stash the 100's they mowed up

Fuck on your bitch 'til she throw up

Stick to the code, don't fold up

Boujee bitch, her nose up

Smashing the thot, do I toe-tap

Hundred round drums, cold cuts

[Chorus: Quavo]

Fuck it, crown the kings

We're living the dream

Crown the kings

Living the dream

[Refrain: Quavo]

Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em

Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em

Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em

Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

I got every drug that start with a letter

Chickens is tender

With her she said I'm "like Souja Boy the way you tell em"

Breakin' and enter

Free all my nigga locked up in the cell, no cellular

I'm special, but first I was regular

Fuck the feds and free my niggas that’s federal

Couple scammers and some decimals

I'ma feed 'em to the animals

I let 'em play in the back with them lions

'Til he run out of the stamina

I told him "he stealing" he told me I'm lying

I told him I got him on camera

Act like I wanna make music with ya

Just to hit you and your manager

[Outro: Quavo]

Fuck it, crown the kings

Crown the kings

Fuck it, crown the kings