Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
It’s Aka the rhyme king
I could do so much to just to do a queen
Yes they say I do it like a soldier ’cause I dress to kill
Got my face on a post card ’cause im nation-wide
I’m fast like a sport car, call me Nascar
Got Benz and my zara suit, red carpet I’m a master
Miss sitting posture so I can fix her
Now I got my rhymes sick ’cause I spit with no seatbelt
My lines I spit, they come out like a tapeworm
Now hater bow down let me bless you with my success
Chorus:
I got my Gucci and I’m living that life
Living that life (x2)
Riding that Benz and killing the night
Killing the night (x2)
Take out some booze, girl let me hold you tight
Sit on that kush and be getting high
It’s AKA and I’m living that life
Bridge: (x2)
I’m so high
So nice
So drunk
I got my platinum and I’m spending cash
I’m blowing it
And I’ll earn in a sec
Verse 2:
I could sit around, do nothing and earn cash
AKA brother you know im the best
Let me teach you a thing or two boy grab a chair
I've been getting rich before victory lap
Remove those brothers from billboards put me instead
Ride with half a million call that moola "just in case"
Sit around a bar, watch you pole and shout 'baby shake that ass'
And I call out all hating brothers to bow again
Chorus: (x2)
I got my Gucci and I’m living that life
Living that life (x2)
Riding that Benz and killing the night
Killing the night (x2)
Take out some booze, girl let me hold you tight
Sit on that kush and be getting high
It’s AKA and I’m living that life
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