Pulp

This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call This not a joke, this is for real Calling up ADIDAS, I got a deal Gimme a week, and I'll make a mill Cook up in the kitchen, grits for a meal Grits for a meal, I am the meal Body on meh, but my bars are for real Call me The King cause I find that ideal I'm whipping it fast in my automobile But that is unfortunate, spinning the wheel Just pray to God that Jesus take the wheel I ain't granting no wishes, I'm not blue like Will Bitches my sons, but they not in my will Bitches want beef, but I'm ordering veal Bitches ain't happy, they ordered the meal My life is a highlight, so replay the reel Life filled with Love, I'm Loni, The Real I'm making moves, I'm signing deals Not soft or micro, not gating that Bill Her body a bargain, now that is a steal I'm not David but I might cop-a-feel With money I ball, call me Lucille Curly haired, pink, might make her squeal I stay consistent, like I'm in sync But I'm bringing sexy back, Mrs. J Biel This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call I got some money but I never had it I gave my pitch, but I never batted Not Falling in Line, balling like Madden I'm popping these puppets, start up in Manhattan This spot is reserved Go try and take it and you'll get fined Now they wanna pull out Cause they know they card declined I am the tea, no I am Tee Want me to come, pay me the fee I stay in drive, no cruise, Penelope Wake up on me bitches like I dropped the Z Hunnid on the wrist, more like 450 Big poppa, big tee, bad boy like Diddy We know you didn't fuck her, didn't even grab a titty, oh Thinking that you're better, nah nah hassadiddy Looking a lemon, we know that you're bitter Fingers on trigger, more like a typing Twitter Salty like Peppa, you the runt of the litter Boy you my son, I ain't even get a sitter Get off my tip bro, I ain't it bro Want the fit tho, it don't fit tho How bout you tell em' how much I made you Plead the fifth tho This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call I know motherfuckers think they mad shit I know you the Staffy, I'm the Mastiff (Um sir, call for Tee) Multiple minuses Call me your highness-es Divide the unity This game ain't new to me Almost a decade, and King is still kicking it I'm Sagi-the-tarius So I ain't tearing this I'm adding it up, I heard you inquired this Say that we're equal, but I hear the biases They itching to be me, like they got Psoriasis I'm clearing out bitches, like they be my sinuses These bitches I carry, I know how Mariah is They could be ill, I'm COVID to viruses I like her arch, she part of the diocese I'm friend to God, name Jedediah is I could point you to the exit, yeah you need to go Got you begging to the bakeries, you need the dough What I do in stu, that's a need to know And where I make my bread, that's a kneed to dough This the juice, this the squeeze This the pulp, this the stream This the dinner for you rats I serve a platter full of cheese This the money, this the car This the luxury I ball This them money conversations Pick the phone up, got no call This the pulp, the squeeze This the pulp, the stream (Let's go)