Kingpen Ghostwriter - 2 Chainz ft. Lil Baby

This shit hard, Buddah

I'm finna put that motherfuckin' heron flow on that motherfucker though

Buddah bless this beat (Toni!)

Money comin', comin' in a hurry

Niggas on the run, eatin' like N.O.R.E

Sound like a kingpin been writin' from me

Got my first plug out in California

Yeah, yeah (Huh) pesos stacked (Yeah, yeah)

Dior hat (Yeah, yeah) opp got whacked (Yeah, yeah)

Ain't have nothin' to do with that, yeah

My fleet orange and black (Yeah) on concrete I tap (Yeah)

Water on the neck ain't tap (Yeah) alkaline white strap (Yeah)

VVSs

She got on bust-downs, she buss it down like she naked

And the trappin' hot (Hot) told her "Come and dance" (Dance)

Didn't have no A.C. on, all we had was OnlyFans (Woo)

Pinky ring summer (Summer) limousine, uh-uh (Uh-uh)

Got the Maybach truck, bought the Maybach car a partner

You ain't seen what I done seen, these lenses cost at least a G

Gangsta views are like Eazy-E's, when it come to trappin', I'm 23

Moonwalking like Billie Jean, my pistol boss, my kitchen clean

Everything I cut dope like a razor blade and amphetamine (Uh)

Money comin', comin' in a hurry

Niggas on the run, eatin' like N.O.R.E

Sound like a kingpin been writin' from me

Got my first plug out in California

Yeah, yeah (Huh) pesos stacked (Yeah, yeah)

Dior hat (Yeah, yeah) opp got whacked (Yeah, yeah)

Ain't have nothin' to do with that

Yeah, Gucci shorts, Gucci socks are showin'

I hit Derek for a box of Ones

Get allure and let the thots have fun

He actin' like me, that is not my son

He might be the two, he is not the one

This shit that I do, it is not for fun

Everybody gon' go, you is not to come

Rockin' ice like I'm tryna get a knot out my arm

We got sticks in the bitch, we ain't got no alarm

When they heat didn't work, we used the stove to get warm

My lil nigga down bad, he supposed to be home

Stuck around for too long, I'm supposed to be gone

Let them foes do you wrong, you're supposed to be strong

If I had to, I still can go and post in my zone

I got some houses to trap out, I got a ho house to stay at

Too wild, you know how I play it

I don't gotta tell 'em, they know what I'm sayin'

Five mil' in blue, let 'em know I ain't playin'

Back of the 'Bach getting head when I lay there

You wanna fuck with a nigga, just say that

McLaren fast, it belong on a race track

None of that bullshit, you know I ain't play that

I had a clean-up crew come through and spray that

Money comin', comin' in a hurry

Niggas on the run, eatin' like N.O.R.E

Sound like a kingpin been writin' from me

Got my first plug out in California

Yeah, yeah (Huh) pesos stacked (Yeah, yeah)

Dior hat (Yeah, yeah) opp got whacked (Yeah, yeah)

Ain't have nothin' to do with that