King Los Lyrics - Lola Monroe

[Hook] 

King Los, king Los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe 

Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though 

I'm king Los, king Los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe 

Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though 

I thank the Lord every breath I take 

Every step I make, I'm going off on these sucka niggas wishing thats my fate 

Thats why I go, go, go (way too hard) 

Go, go (way too hard) 

They say I go, go, go (way too hard) 

Go, go (way too hard) 

[Verse 1] 

Yo, rap on shit nobody go hard, I dont need nobody 

I body whole squads 

I bury niggas on the dark side of the moon 

Till the sun come up and throw a party on mars 

I'm outta this world outta my mind, stuck at the bottom thinking 

How do I climb, how do I climb? 

Fuck I sound to get up I turn this bitch upside down 

Cause I get down to get up, sit down do sit ups 

Sit up do push ups, push ups to lay back 

So I make that money do cruches 

So you hate my guts when I pull up the Maybach 

Honey said she ain't never seen a guy that thorough 

So I got it on strength like a bicep curl 

Hopeed out the pussy like I gotta murk out 

Sorry baby girl, it'll never work out get it? 

Snapback, custom made fitted's 

Shitted on ever spectator, every critic midgets never seen one quite fly 

You a pint size guy to a giant like I 

Digits? I throw them in the bank 

Bitches planking on the dick like they throwing in the anchor 

Her, her, her and you too 

It ain't all about the rappers when I'm turning through crews 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2] 

They'll never make another me 

I dont even need half of me to make another you 

I'm coming for number one so shitting on niggas is the only way you ever see me taking number 2 

I'm back like vertabrae 

Nigga stop fronting, you ain't even really got the guts for this 

Better man up nigga, Im a stand up nigga 

Back Rosa Parks woulda got up for this, cause I get down to get up 

Never put the pen down to give up 

Now a nigga pin down to pin up it feel like I been up 

And yall niggas stuggling so when I pull up I betta feel like a chin up 

Down, then up, down again and I'm so nice I put down the pen 

Think you wanna battle, you wanna say yes 

Dont push up if you dont wanna play chess get it? 

Wear Air J's ever digit and I'm the rap game's most extrraordinary nigga 

Dont knock on a door when ya boy in the kitchen 

Probably mention I'm something and the rock ain't cooking 

Ski mask in the booth hope the cops ain't looking 

Tell me god ain't smiling nigga spot ain't tooken 

My pa staying proud and these niggas stay lying 

I was born in the jungle man these niggas ain't lions 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3: Lola Monroe] 

Queen bosset cause I run shit I stay dumb slick fly tell a bum bitch bye 

Wanna come trick, why, you ain't built like that 

You gonna fuck around and get killed like that 

Ol' back of the race looking bitch ol' wack ass drag in the face looking bitch 

Ole half ass, no swag having ass, ho ass slow ass 

Last of the apes looking bitch 

You're styled played out like Manolo boots 

We taking headshots welcome to the photoshoot 

I'll wipe this bitch! Who hype this bitch? 

Make me put a ho down like Mike Vick pit 

Betcha life get hit like a 10 car crash 

You dont really want it though send me all trash 

I'm from garfield where they known to skin all rats 

And get rid of white boy like Kim Kardash 

Get it? 

Christian Louboutins when I pivot 

Its so gross how you broke bitches in a civic I did it 

Im good shit, the hoods big ticket 

Get off my lollipop if you ain't gonna lick it 

Im wicked, ya money like Beckham lets kick it 

None of yall bitches wanna step in my district 

Say I ain't the truth and these bitches ain't lying! 

I was born in the jungle these bitches ain't lions 

Im Queen roe, Queen roe 

[Hook] 

Bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe 

Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though 

(I'm Queen Roe, I'm Queen Roe) 

Bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe 

Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though 

I thank the Lord every breath I take 

Every step I make, I'm going off on these sucka niggas wishing thats my fate 

Thats why I go, go, go (way too hard) 

Go, go (way too hard) 

They say I go, go, go (way too hard) 

Go, go (way too hard)