She right got me.
Hit one and be some bitch.
You got to go berserk.
Pulling up at K-Town, yeah, I'm feeling like the president.
I went outside, oh, are you acting like a resident?
I get all this money, shit is looking like embezzlement.
I get all this money looking like I got a settlement.
Karaoke room turns strip club.
Popping social bottles, homie, drink up.
We them K-Town writers never get stuck.
It's unlocked when we slide like a Brinks truck.
K-Tone, bust it down.
K-Tone, bust it.
Don't, okay, don't, bust it Don't, okay, don't, bust it
If you can't do it well, think that your butt is looking up at the sky.
Just hit a vibe.
Don't have to sign.
Party or not.
Just hit a mold.
This is a vibe.
Give me that life.
Give me that life.
K-Tone, bust it down K-Tone, bust it
Down, K-Tone, bust it Down, K-Tone, bust it
Tone, bust it down, okay?
Tone, bust it down, okay?
Bust it down.
Bust it down.
