Lyrics King of the North - Haiti Babii

King of the North

For real, though
For real, though
Young OG, I’m a real Loc
Look, bitch, there’s consequences fuckin' with them niggas
If you fuck with them niggas, then you duckin' with them niggas, on hood
Break bread with my niggas 'cause I could
I ain’t worried 'bout no opposition, catch me in your hood, for real though
Young OG, I’m a real Loc
Fuck about no thooter, what I say, though?
She gon' bring her best friend if I say so
Fuck first date, I don’t wait, ho
Why would I play cupcake with a pump fake?
She ain’t even answer my DM’s when I was broke
She like, «Let me drive the boat, can you float, float?»
«Let me drive the boat, can you float, float?»
No, I can’t swim, but my Rollie can
Her last nigga broke, he ain’t got ten bands
Catch me in your crib like Brother Man
I don’t understand, I don’t understand
Words from the ghetto, from the ghetto
You are not my fellow, not my fellow
Have you like leather, you like leather
Catch me any weather, Gucci sweater
Niggas ain’t my man, they just want clout
I look like a loud mouth, it’s what I’m not 'bout
Bustdown like Hammer Time, don’t never leave my blammer
Fuck 'round with these bitch niggas, I’m AJ, don’t come here
Step up, get stepped on, get ran over like Flintstones
I don’t want no broke ho, on the E-1, get ten toes
Four nigga, 'fore I was broke
Had a hoop dream but I couldn’t drop the pole
I ain’t a ho, nigga, just to let you know
R.I.P.
Kenny, R.I.P.
Crack, ho, on God
Bitch, I’m from the North Pole, North
Screamin' out move, get your stupid ass popped, hood
How long will the fonk last?
I been gettin' money, I ain’t worried 'bout your broke ass
Feelin' like I’m Big without the Smalls
You can’t suck dick without the balls
Fuck a Perc', I know how to party hard
Fuck a Perc', I know how to party hard
Got big racks in skinny jeans
Watch him whip the runway on any given Sunday
Since when cuz wear Amiri jeans, is he gay?
Naw, clown, I just look this way
I’m just a pretty motherfucker, without the lipstick