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Aka john mickens (8x)
I'm the king.
I floss rings the new john mickens
Uhh i'm stayin' rich and keep the haters bitchin
From new york to richmond my shine is sickenin
Ice drips frost bits or forfeit shit
I got to rewrite this mackin' game baby
Layin' in the barber shop knowin' haters is shady
Maybe they sex young chicks and whips
But i got lesbo combos ridin' stick shifts
For no chips i'm seein' 4 to 8 lips
Let me tell ya 'bout my life-style, playas and chips, sick
Mr. smith, the rarest breed
Separate the dimes from 'hoes like chronic seeds
Miraculous
Lyrical swiftness
Practice this, stop bein' actresses
On mattresses with your legs up in the air
Splash the crisp.. john micks, a millionaire
Anutha day ... anutha dolla
My fortune 500 is fully funded
Joints i pumps, gives my pockets the mumps
I'm the glossiest and the costliest
Feel the force of this
Lyrical arsenist