Tyga King Company lyrics

Yellow bitch wear gold jewels, new bitch wrap old school,
Them bitch say like who you, you ain't shit, you boo-boo.
I guess mine and take yours, shit ain't what I'm made for,
To the bitch I give a dollar, turn to them I say I did it, though.
Yellow bitch all night, yellow bitch alright,
Yellow bitch who does my thing, all the homies sound right,
I know, I know, I know you nigger love to sing my songs, bitch
If you're fucking with me, then you're fucking with the wrong bitch.
I'm bad about it, he bad about it, he hit it, hit it, kill it without to doubt it, doubt it.
I'm in this dog t that red like it's my jaw, or my bras, fuck the cows, thirsty bitches I compose.
Don't be moving like you and I was friends or something,
‘cause I just don't mean rapping trying to spend some.

I don't know you, bro's, stuck my clan, I owe you, bros
Brisket bitch with the going hard, honey gonna get to fuck the world.

Fuck the world, came to give her a baby,
My car to one eighty, I'm losing sperm, I'm faded

Your girl ejaculate me, I'm horse riding the anal,
This crazy shit I be saying is saying I'm Charles Manson.
This motherfucker ain't landing, I'm landing on bitches pennies,
Their lamb skinning the lambo, shoot your leg, now you can't stand me.
Pop, pop, pop up all you, you cause, I'm seeing cactus,
I'm like f-f-f-fuck you, ‘cause you ain't got nothing to lose.
Funny Adam Sandler, I cover my back on memos,
Don't judge me, don't need a penal, you got some, too much it on her
Why you all up on me? I thought I told you don't call me,
My cousins, they see me shining, they all begging for diamonds.
I'll just go with this diamond Rolex, that's perfect timing,
I change my name to Mohamed like Ali, she call me puppy.

I don't want more of her love, I just want more money,
Two house barneys to keep the king company.