Tezzus - KING PHØNK (Official Music Video)

dir. Listen on Apple Music: ønk/1736320276?i=1736320607 Lyrics: B*tch I’m havin now Give a f*ck bout talkin bout havin next Bad b*tch, grabbing that Take her home, smashin that Smokin dope, asthma attack I can’t even breath b*tch I can’t trust my damn self, I can’t trust no scene b*tch Strapped up like a f*ckin belt Choppa sing Chris Breezy Dølla gang or nothin else Imma cross Ø’s til I stop breathin This bad b*tch right below my belt She gon suck my d*ck like she need me I dive in that water like Michael Phelps, swimmin in that deep end I got her naked no underwear, she my demon I’m back on the drank, can somebody help me? I’m on that lean again She said how much can you f*ckin tell me? Without sayin it? I want me a watch wit a f*ckin bezel in it, talkin bout BLING b*tch! Tell me what you see, when you look into my eyes I lost my virginity, when I was 16, I used that 9 He told me where he wanted to meet, but he ain’t see me when he arrive We creep, dat boy was sweet, we left him sleep, caught him by surprise Ain’t talkin bout catching freaks or f*ckin freaks, but we caught that body Takin all the hoes out of Follies, I know that they tired of me I can’t help I’m toxic I just dropped my Roxy, Can you help me find it? Really from the projects, I can’t be illuminati Got strippers in my contacts, they wit me for the money My brudda got that fire in, been wit me since a youngin I’m poppin oxycontin, it’s f*ckin wit my conscience King PHØNK! B*tch I’m havin now Give a f*ck bout talkin bout havin next Bad b*tch, grabbing that Take her home, smashin that Smokin dope, asthma attack I can’t even breath b*tch I can’t trust my damn self, I can’t trust no scene b*tch Strapped up like a f*ckin belt Choppa sing Chris Breezy Dølla gang or nothin else Imma cross Ø’s til I stop breathin This bad b*tch right below my belt She gon suck my d*ck like she need me I dove right in like I’m Michael Phelps, swimmin in that deep end