NBA Youngboy – King Of The Jungle Lyrics

NBA Youngboy – King Of The Jungle Lyrics

Dramatic nigga
Let’s just compare the rap game to the jungle
When we come through (17)
A power been on my chest like king kong (Ayy, ayy, hahahaha)
These other niggas turnin’ us up (D-Roc)
Gangsta Grillz

Now, I’m ready to rumble, I’m the king of the jungle (YB)
I just enter the game and I’m goin’ half time with a whole lot of points
I ain’t finish school, mama had nothin’ to say
Still got up, I got it either way
Took time off for to change my faith
Fugazy, that’s all that I’m seein’ these days
My house big and it’s sittin’ on a mountain
Control the compound and buy a new house
Oh, it is?
Got a [?]
Real deal slime, let me tell you ’bout it (Oh, oh)
My car a convertible (Let’s do it)
I stay with that syrup in my body (Let’s do it)
Stackin’ it up, I won’t fumble (I can’t)
That’s a whole lot of blue money (All mine)

Can’t forget I sent the same on a ring
She never one by herself bought a thing
She want Celine, and that’s just a small thing
Fresh as night, I pull up in a brand-new fit
Fresh as fuck, I look like that I’m servin’ Kis
Stay with the piece came from chasin’ my dream
Now, I’m livin’ this shit, got more water than sea
Got more [?] than me, how the fuck you expect you’re better
I’ma slime they ass down, I’m a real stepper
Real main man when you comin’ from the street
Same amount of cars as the tax company
Get off house arrest, in the Nawf I’ll be, in the Nawf I’ll die
I ain’t with the facade
In my grand-daddy house, but he moved out
There, I’ll forever reside
Put the sticks in the yard

Now, I’m ready to rumble, I’m the king of the jungle
I just enter the game and I’m goin’ half time with a whole lot of points
I ain’t finish school, mama had nothin’ to say
Still got up, I got it either way
Took time off for to change my faith
Fugazy, that’s all that I’m seein’ these days
My house big and it’s sittin’ on a mountain
Control the compound and buy a new house
Oh, it is?
Got a [?]
Real deal slime, let me tell you ’bout it (Oh, oh)
My car a convertible (Let’s do it)
I stay with that syrup in my body (Let’s do it)
Stackin’ it up, I won’t fumble (I can’t)
That’s a whole lot of blue money (All mine)

Come [?], Chanel in my sheets
[?] spend racks on a piece
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout jewellery, my nigga
I’m talkin’ ’bout all them just watchin’ my value increase
King of my home, all hail to me
At the crib, you see that my lil’ girl bring me peace
I came up, I achieved
I rolled up, and I cheated
Stay on top of they necks so they [?] can’t breath
Majesty, I’m you highness
Diamonds, I rock the finest
Eight thousand square feet, can’t find me
[?] tryna find where my mind went
No miles on the Bentley, ain’t no need for to drive
At the dirt bike trail [?]
I’m alone, I ain’t friendly, I ain’t tryna be ya partner
All red everything, all peace in the castle

Now, I’m ready to rumble, I’m the king of the jungle
I just enter the game and I’m goin’ half time with a whole lot of points
I ain’t finish school, mama had nothin’ to say
Still got up, I got it either way
Took time off for to change my faith
Fugazy, that’s all that I’m seein’ these days
My house big and it’s sittin’ on a mountain
Control the compound and buy a new house
Oh, it is?
Got a [?]
Real deal slime, let me tell you ’bout it (Oh, oh)
My car a convertible (Let’s do it)
I stay with that syrup in my body (Let’s do it)
Stackin’ it up, I won’t fumble (I can’t)
That’s a whole lot of blue money (All mine)

Gangsta Grillz
These niggas be tellin’ false tails
Lion kings, you not seein’ YB in the jungle

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