Giving Off Lit

Look at my chick Look at my whip Look at my face Ain't worried bout shit Look at drip Look at my click Look at my city Its giving off lit Fuck all the lies And the fickle apologies Niggaz want tithes Like they wrote Dueteronomy I'm the true god With the crown That they following Rappers hate King But these bitches love Donovin I'm on all kind of shit Rapper, investing and Marketing Fuck being signed That don't get you Acknowledgement Watch how the suckaz Starts skewing the Symmetry Soon as I step in They shifting they energy Man Fuck em, imma leave with A bad bitch Face on 10, with a wagon Bitch keep asking me take Her shopping Prolly play dumb, I forgot My wallet Gon head pay it imma get You back Got that head and I ain't Look back I'm in that King mode Every verse hit like I came Home These niggaz ride to the Same songs Tuckin they pride in some Tight clothes Singing to opps Like it's Love jones Fuck them niggaz This the King show Look at my chick Look at my face Ain't worried bout shit Look at drip Look at my click Look at my city Its giving off lit Fuck all the lies And the fickle apologies Niggaz want tithes Like they wrote Dueteronomy I'm the true god With the crown That they following Rappers hate King But these bitches love Donovin Look at my chick Look at my whip Look at my face Ain't worried bout shit Look at drip Look at my click Look at my city Its giving off lit Fuck all the lies And the fickle apologies Niggaz want tithes Like they wrote Dueteronomy I'm the true god With the crown That they following Rappers hate King But these bitches love Donovin I'm in my bag Need henny to cool off Take a lil drag of the blunt It's been too long I get too sober The mood gon get nuanced Roll out the pound He threw me like two of Em Plug heard I rap And he think imma put on He see the crown And the game with my foot On it It be da favors That burn all the bridges Soon as I set it I look at em different I ain't gon diss em Or post a lil picture Imma keep balling And laughing at niggaz He wasn't the first one to Act like a Killa Convincing the camera And pushing an image And then when he see me They quiet and timid Heard that I spent his Advance And they livid I can crossover Or flex with the pivot Hot with the sauce And one on them niggaz Pockets on Cadillac Smoke for my cataracts Smoke for the haters Yeah I got alot of that s on verses Come get you a starter Pack Wrote myself out Walker Mill Where I started at Hoes and the labels Nobody was calling back SRE everything Bossed up and started that Next step is NFT Doing the money dance King I'm so cunning Make hoes do the duhduh Man Look at my chick Look at my face Ain't worried bout shit Look at drip Look at my click Look at my city Its giving off lit Fuck all the lies And the fickle apologies Niggaz want tithes Like they wrote dueteronomy I'm the true god With the crown That they following Rappers hate King But these bitches love Donovin Look at my chick Look at my whip Look at my face Ain't worried bout shit Look at drip Look at my click Look at my city Its giving off lit Fuck all the lies And the fickle apologies Niggaz want tithes Like they wrote dueteronomy I'm the true god With the crown That they following Rappers hate King But these bitches love Donovin