Lyrics Royals - YGG

Royals

We’re the three kings but we ain’t got no gold, myrrh or incense
Can’t kick us out like Harry and Meg
YGG, royals
Never been disloyal
We got the sauce, nah we are the sauce, like Saudis with the oil
Try cling onto the mandem, wrap up their plans in kitchen foil
YGG, royals
Never been disloyal
YGG, royals
Can’t take us for no plebs (Nah, nah)
We’re the three kings but we ain’t got no gold, myrrh or incense (None of that)
We ain’t bringing them to Bethlehem but now you’re looking at the three wise
men (Yeah)
YGG’s here to stay, can’t kick us out like Harry and Meg
Mmm, we’re the royals
We might take your princess
Them man got the loyalty of a sket and they still break loyalty over a sket
Diss their bredrins over the net, thought the red flaps would go over their head
I put the sole on my crep, put a hole in your neck and I won’t let go for a sec
King Yosho stay ready for the rumble you know I’m royal
Them man are pussyoles coming like coil
Bury MCs leave them in the soil
Short and I’m angry like a gargoyle
Spit that heat and your skin get boil like Susan
Camden lad I’m a nuisance, draw for the duhhh!
Catch man slipping like baby oil (PYO!)
Slipping!
(Leave!)
The captain on the deck like royalty
Want us to treat them like royalty
They piss me off I’m talking royally
If you’re talking greaze then I’ll make your headtop bleed
We don’t take no disrispeez
KO-Double F hyphen E
And we got the energy like caffeine
YGG, royals
Never been disloyal
We got the sauce, nah we are the sauce, like Saudis with the oil
Try cling onto the mandem, wrap up their plans in kitchen foil
YGG, royals
Never been disloyal
YGG, royals
Can’t take us for no plebs (Nah, nah)
We’re the three kings but we ain’t got no gold, myrrh or incense (None of that)
We ain’t bringing them to Bethlehem but now you’re looking at the three wise
men (Yeah)
YGG’s here to stay, can’t kick us out like Harry and Meg
It’s the three wise men
Them man are disloyal, I don’t wanna be by them
They wanted to be my friend, really they just wanna see why them
YGG boys got sauce by the keg
We’re different, freed by the thoughts in your head
Take our sauce, mix it with theirs, then package it then flaunt it again
Beat man up like or Rocky
King Yosho got a little bit stocky
PRS man get that roti
Banging tunes man make that properly
YGG no team can copy
Can’t manage me like Ancelotti
Jack the tune that’s daylight robbery
Jack the tune that’s daylight robbery
Robbery in the daylight it’s raw
Spent one year in the game
Now you’re tryna act like your shoulders raw
Dunknow YGG are the lords
Mick Foley, man are so hardcore
Don’t wanna come round here get sword
YGG and we kick down doors
No Star Wars but manna use force
YGG, royals
Never been disloyal
We got the sauce, nah we are the sauce, like Saudis with the oil
Try cling onto the mandem, wrap up their plans in kitchen foil
YGG, royals
Never been disloyal
YGG, royals
Can’t take us for no plebs (Nah, nah)
We’re the three kings but we ain’t got no gold, myrrh or incense (None of that)
We ain’t bringing them to Bethlehem but now you’re looking at the three wise
men (Yeah)
YGG’s here to stay, can’t kick us out like Harry and Meg