The king and I
[00:00.47] A-doopy, doo-doo-doo
[00:04.49] I roll up like the bottom of a toothpaste tube
[00:06.88] Blue suede shoes, one missin' a shoelace to it
[00:09.54] Two new chains, you can call me 2 Chainz
[00:11.40] Ropes hang like Hussein's noose (woo!)
[00:13.26] Yeah, they let the fruitcake loose (yeah)
[00:14.85] And it goes, one for the trailer park, two for my baby-ma
[00:17.51] Three for the tater tots, four if you ate a lot
[00:19.90] Five if you came to rock, straight up while I'm shittin' on my comp'
[00:23.10] I'm about to use the John (what?) like Grey Poupon (Dijon, woo!)
[00:25.51] Money like a scroll, bitch, my paper long (yeah)
[00:27.90] Longer than it takes a blonde to put her makeup on (yeah)
[00:30.55] 'Cause me and Elvis, gelled together like cellmates (hey!)
[00:33.21] Yeah, this the Jail house, bitch, and I don't give a- (what?)
[00:35.87] And I don't give a shit about a thing you say
[00:38.26] I just wanna feel like a king again
[00:40.91] And if you don't like it, you can sit and spin
[00:43.30] Middle fingers up (yeah), we 'bout to do this shit again
[00:45.69] Modus operandi, bottle of blonde dye (yeah)
[00:47.82] Top five since I discovered peroxide (what?)
[00:50.21] Yeah, since I got signed (woo!), I went from pot pies
[00:52.86] To Jack and the bean (huh?), I'm watchin' my stock rise (woo!)
[00:55.54] These little attention seekers, I'm finna treat 'em like diabetics (what?)
[00:58.80] Got 'em all on pins and needles (yeah), just like Ozempic, meaning
[01:01.24] Give these little pricks the finger, and when I stick this thing up (yeah)
[01:03.90] It's higher than Wiz Khalifa (woo!), soon as he lit the weed up (huh?)
[01:06.32] As I go pickin' speed up (where?), like I was finna re-up (yeah)
[01:08.98] Rap is my new Vicodin, Suboxone is how I treat it (get it?)
[01:11.90] Still goin' toe-to-toe, I'm still boxing with all my demons (yeah)
[01:14.56] But a couple Xanny bars and I'm Danny Gar-, see ya!
[01:16.95] Been stuntin' on you from the jump like Evel Knievel
[01:19.34] Back in the cut and stackin' chips up like a can of Pringles
[01:22.00] Sometimes I feel like Pete Rose (why?), I got so many hit singles (yeah)
[01:24.38] Bitch, I barely have any wrinkles (huh), you sleepin' on me like I'm ZzzQuil
[01:27.31] So I don't give a shit about a thing you say
[01:29.96] I just wanna feel like a king again
[01:32.62] And if you don't like it, you can sit and spin
[01:35.03] Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this shit again
[01:37.41] And it goes, one for the trailer park, two for my baby-ma
[01:40.10] Three for the tater tots, four if you ate a lot
[01:42.78] Five if you came to rock and you never gave a fuck
[01:45.43] Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this shit again
[01:48.10] I stole black music, yeah true
[01:49.73] Perhaps used it (for what?) as a tool to combat school
[01:52.39] Kids came back on some bathroom shit
[01:54.51] Now, I call a hater a bidet (why?)
[01:56.38] 'Cause they mad that they can't do shit (haha)
[01:59.35] And I know I'm such a dick, huh? (yeah)
[02:00.39] And it must be fuckin' with ya (yeah)
[02:01.72] To know I up and quit the (what?)
[02:03.05] Prescription drugs and liquor (yeah)
[02:04.37] And yet my buzz is bigger (wow)
[02:05.71] Still wrappin' circles around you (yeah)
[02:07.03] Like a boa constrictor (break it down)
[02:08.09] Now I'm about to explain to you all the parallels
[02:10.75] Between Elvis and me, myself
[02:12.08] It seem obvious, one, he's pale as me
[02:13.67] Second, we both been hailed as kings
[02:15.26] He used to rock the Jailhouse, and I used to rock The Shelter
[02:17.39] We sell like Velveeta Shells & Cheese (woo, let's go!)
[02:19.51] But y'all miss the meaner me, back when I had felonies
[02:21.39] That went over your head because you just fell on knees
[02:23.78] You just literally knelt to me, I used to have no self-esteem (yeah)
[02:26.47] I used to cry myself to sleep (what?)
[02:28.06] Honestly, I need doubters because you motherfuckers (yeah)
[02:29.92] Motivate me to make you look stupid
[02:31.51] Believers, a little faith is all I seek from you
[02:33.38] All I need to do is hear you say the same shit
[02:35.52] My father said to me when I was just a week or two
[02:38.18] "Marshall, I be leavin' you" (haha, stupid)
[02:40.30] No more Guinness Stout, but my belief in myself
[02:42.69] Once again is stout (yeah), so many world records, I'm Guinness'ed out (huh?)
[02:46.15] Shit you say goes in and out (oh)
[02:48.27] My ear canals, so either my hearing's out
[02:50.12] Or I don't give a shit about a thing you say
[02:52.51] I just wanna feel like a king again
[02:55.17] And if you don't like it, you can sit and spin
[02:57.83] Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this shit again, uh-huh
