King Los

[fox69]

"I Dont Give A Fuck"

"I Dont Give A Fuck"


Said I been down and out
I been through the rain
I been hurt so long
I can't feel the pain
I just thought I could talk to you
Cause in your heart, it been hard for you
And applaud for you
Staying in your lane, and your style
Damn, in your life it been raining a while
Man, I can see the pain in your smile
At least you still smile, least you still smile
Never loved these bitches niggas, cause you down, babe-baby
Uh, you know opinions like Honda Accords
So all broke niggas all wanna call
Hate to be the one no one applaud
Everybody's a boss, no ones employed
I don't get it, I never got it
When everybody was doing what everybody was doing
I was bodying everybody, counting every body
So when I say "I'm the best", that's counting everybody!
I'm talking every shotty loaded
Now I got it, every automatic weapon
If you going for my spot, I put a hole up in your top
I drop them niggas, drop them figures, then I roll up in a drop
I tell my jeweler take them diamonds then he throw em at my watch
Once your moneys in the game, ain't no reset button
I don't give a fuck if you was big foot
You still have big shoes to fill
Cause ya'll niggas ain't beasting nothing, no, no

I stays the fuck in my lane
This just the type of shit that runs through my brain
Oh no, oh no
Heres these lames go again with this shit
They would block me if they could
They just want to stop and judge
But bitch nigga, hop off my dick

Lately I been getting a little too much paper
Flossing too heavy I ain't worried bout niggas
My day one hit me on the jack last night
Said "It's all about kings" let's swerve on niggas

Coon, my nigga ain't nothin to a boss
Two drops outside with the tops blown off
Heard you niggas talking that shit
We mob up and walk in that bitch like

I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I ain't never give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
If you know you fly, throw your Rollie in the sky like
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
I don't give a fuck

Sometimes this world moves too fast
Only thing can slow it down is champagne
So tonight raise up your glass
And I'm a let it pour till it's running down your arm
I been running down a list of all the niggas that was faking
They was bitching, they was wishing we ain't never come and take it
How they fuck we let em tell us we ain't never gonna make it
They be making up the rules and we ain't never gonna break it
I'm a boxer, and a brawler
Feeling like Broner, took one loss and ain't nobody in my corner
My life my glory, times when I was down
My God I was writing my life, my story
Niggas talk so reckless
I'm only with my day ones, no extras
Only time you see a king move back is when a nigga playing checkers
I ain't into playing checkers, just checking these niggas

I stays the fuck in my lane
This the type of shit that runs through my brain
Oh no, oh no
Heres these lames go again with this shit
They would block me if they could
They just want to stop and judge
But bitch nigga, hop off my dick

Lately I been getting a little too much paper
Flossing too heavy I ain't worried bout niggas
My day one hit me on the jack last night
Said "It's all about kings" let's swerve on niggas

Cool, my nigga ain't nothin to a boss
Two drops outside with the tops blown off
Heard you niggas talking that shit
We mob up and walk in that bitch like

I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I ain't never give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
If you know you fly, throw your Rollie in the sky like
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
I don't give a fuck

 

[fox69]

"I Get It In"

"I Get It In"


Okay, I'm serving these niggas like a waiter with a tray
Tell me how the fuck you want it 'cause I'm catering today
Big diamonds in my bezel, hit them haters in the face
Never run behind pussy, it's the paper that I chase
I done lapped these niggas, I done made enough space
To take a nap on niggas, catch 'em later in the race
Hot like Hell, tell Satan to his face
And I'm cutting these bitches like Jason when he chase
White girls on the movie, white girls so groovy
White pearl Cousys like oyster shells
Hoist a perpetual Rollie 'cause your holder be moist as hell
Too cool to raise my voice and yell
Whisper in your bitches ear like Abracadabra
My swagger grab her, then she disappear
This my year, two-oh-one-oh, I owe one to the four-one-oh
Go for the goal, go for it like two seconds left on fourth and goal
I'm scorching cold, freezing hot, my temperature rise, degrees'll drop
It's odd to have an even shot, when sleeping, I don't even stop
Big L, Biggie, Pun, even Pac would agree to me angry at these
Lazy A and Rists, I'm so crazy, they embarrass me
With all this fucking foolery, who can't rap about jewelry, cars and bitches?
But y'all ridiculous, is rappers as cool as me?
You losing me, come find me, I'm a genius, bitch, rewind me
Every day my fans remind me, there's no way they can deny me
God damn, how that dagger feel? Like G.5 then the Swaggerville
I'm like eight miles ahead of rappers, feeling like B. Rabbit feel
Yo, hold up, wait, he had a deal, who said he cannot get a deal?
That shit was only half a mill, it's time I need a bigger deal
Hit the store, ship a mill, treat the coupe like Uncle Phil
Because it's getting sick of wheels, Zero is the shit for real

 

[fox69]

"I Got You"
(feat. The Weeknd)

"I Got You"
(feat. The Weeknd)



[Intro: Los]
There's something about
The way you do what you do
You know

[Verse 1: Los]
Her lipstick and her coupe is red
She get stupid bread
Bands a make her dance, least that's what Juicy said
She say these niggas suck, and all these bitches fake
But it's your birthday boy, long as I get this cake
Well I only have plans to drop them dollars then I'm out
Cause she know I keep them bands like a college in the south
Man she lay back, so chill, long hair, gold grill
I got the old school, it got gold wheels
You bust a dope move and then we go chill
Like hop in the whip, no toupee on
We can make a movie, no blu-ray on
Bitch Bad, no Lupe songs
And I'm a try to fix whatever you say wrong
Like these niggas try to hold me back
These bitches try to hold me back
Since when is that how the homies act
If your real you gotta show me that

[Bridge: Los]
All that shit she come from it, glad she end up dumb from it
See the money really gotta bitch numb from it
Nowadays nobody keep it one hunnit
Just do your thang, make your dough
Hit the stage, take the show
Keep ya space, from basic hoes
Shorty if you ever need a place to go
I got you

[Hook: The Weeknd]
I got you
I got you
I got you

[Verse 2: Los]
She the type of girl that's hated by her neighbors on the low
Said this whole world just so cold that she feels safer on the pole
She fuck with niggas that ain't shit, but that ain't it, so she like girls
But these hatin', fakin' bitches make her so sick she might hurl
She said, "They pretend to like me, they don't truly know me
Bands a make her dance, just like Juicy told me"
If you got that bag, she gon' drop that back
(If you got that bag, she gon' drop that back)
If you drop that stash, she gon' pop that cat
On the mother fuckin handstand, get it bitch
Don't stop, clock bread
Pop that, like French said
Tell basic bitches, drop dead
In your presence
Speaking of presence, this gift that I got in my hand
Go up in the air, you bustin' it open, I'm droppin' them bands, bands, bands

[Bridge: Los]
All that shit she come from it, glad she end up dumb from it
See the money really gotta bitch numb from it
Nowadays nobody keep it one hunnit
Just do your thang, make your dough
Hit the stage, take the show
Keep ya space, from basic hoes
Shorty if you ever need a place to go
I got you

[Hook: The Weeknd]
I got you
I got you
I got you

 

[fox69]

"I'm On One"

"I'm On One"


[Drake:]
I'm getting so throwed
I ain't work this hard since I was 18
Apologise if I say, anything I don't mean
Like what's up with your best friend?
We could all have some fun, believe me
And what's up with these new niggas?
And why they think it all comes so easy

[Swagga Boy Los:]
So I'm gon get it while I'm here boy
Cause I might not get this opportunity next year boy
Geez guys I jump on the b I go dumb
You knee high and I be on my fee-fi-fo-fum
Was bout to put in work like T.I old guns
But D-I-D-D-Y was on one
These weak ass rappers come at me I choke one
My daddy was a soldier I'm GI Joe's son
Or Jackson, I keep it so G, I'm Joe's son
I'm top fivin', you can come see why Los won
Best rapper alive, it ain't up for an option
Nobody's close to me
I should be up for adoption
I mean one cell of my brain got Playstation capacity
I'm so outta this World the Space Stations harrassing me
My flow's so a trip that vacations are mad at me
And Einstein couldn't get straight A's in a class with me
I out last 'em, out class and merk you
You scared to go in like you out past your curfew
Ahh shit, don't talk shit then bullshit
My thoughts get on some Thor shit
It's war bitch
That's how it is so get up off your coward shit and battle me
I'm so charged up that I could probably shit a battery
You ain't seen nobody like you skipped anatomy
I'm at your Adams apple, shatter atoms automatically
I'm on one nigga just a strong young nigga
In my zone, yeah you fucking with the wrong one nigga
Like a provate Christmas party and you ain't get the message
So just because your present, don't mean you got presence
And I'm so fucking gifted, you see me go light years
So it's like you not here
Even though you right there
What I'm a bout to do to the summer done got the winter shook
Took a page from history and stuck it in the Guinness book
As a bookmark cause I'm book smart
All my thoughts took action cause my actions took thought
I hope the crown ain't safe, give you a creepy feeling
Cause you look up to me and hate me, I'm like a leaky ceiling
You see me kill em how I pounce on these beats
And then I upstage rappers like balcony seats
See I'm in my whip and I got two sluts
Your girl gots hips that I got to touch
Slide it in her lips when I'm bout to nut
Keep your eye on your chick cause I got two nuts
And she on one!

 

[fox69]

"Ice Cream Paint"

"Ice Cream Paint"


Okay, ride it off the lot because I'm talking cash
And watch the top fall like the stock market crash
Rims so crazy, make them motherfuckas stand around
Shoes too big like some motherfuckin' hand me downs
Fuck all them damn haters, ride wide grills and then call it Fantasia
If you ain't getting money where I'm from, nigga play dead
We getting rich off the white girl, K-Fed
I don't want your bitch, I just like the medulla
Wrist game shining like Sprites in a cooler
You run through the club and you tip a few dollars
We drop enough cake to push strippers through college
Uh, big nuts, let 'em hang low and fuck all lame niggas, no rainbow
Leave haters looking like they bit a lemon
Decorate my bedroom with a bunch of pretty women
They don't want me in the Bentley, can't stand me in the Chevy
Keep my cars pretty like they got a mani and a pedi
Uh, hard life equal hard rap
So talk slick and get your motherfuckin' jaw slapped
Yup, I got the meanest demeanor to back hand a nigga, Venus, Serena
Batman these niggas, black Medina
Ike your whole block and sell smack to Tina
Ice cream paint with the sundae guts
Make your girlfriend wanna be my Monday slut
You know I got a bitch that like to take three E pills
She stay higher than a AT&T bill
But I'm pimping so soon as she ask for my weekend or nighttime minutes
I'm sprinting, uh, never diss a nigga hood
We don't need three wishes, we just wish a nigga would
And you don't want beef, you just a wild boy yelling
Leave stars 'round ya head like a Cowboys helmet
Sitting on Emmitts, shitting on critics
Big pimpin' truck like Pippen on his pivot
And you come with that bullshit
Hit you with that four-fifth
'Cause speakin' bout that beef'll get them deacons in your pulpit
Married to this money, they can't get me to divorce it
You better get your honey 'cause she dig me like a fork lift
No bullshit, she love my style
I only pull her jeans up when she's upside down
But why frown
You should be glad
Sent her home with new handbags, who could be mad
Cocoa guts, marshmallow whip
And I'm stirring up trouble with a hot chocolate bitch
If I'm not the shit you must of got me twisted
Don't a dog leave his mark on every spot he visit
I'm shitting on rappers, pissing on haters
Neck on Antarctica, wrist is on Vegas
Diamonds on Africa, swagger on massacre
Chevy on 23's, bars on Attica
I'm gettin' too successful and it's lookin' like it hurt you
So I'm spinnin' squares around and now they lookin' like a circle, Zero

 

[fox69]

"Incredible"
(feat. Carmen)

"Incredible"
(feat. Carmen)



[Verse 1: Los]
Lame niggas die slow,
Pussy niggas fuck you twice
Bitch niggas suck a dick,
Snitch niggas fuck your life
Silly niggas, ya'll so funny,
Broke niggas, ya'll funny too
Imagine every clap is the sound that I'm building hundreds to
Imagine how them hundreds, turn hundred-spokes in to twentytwo's
I push them twentytwo's to the limit, like Emmit coming through
Money to the strangest things,
But we gon' do some stranger shit
Cause I know who you came to see,
And you know what I came to get
Lights, camera, action, fame
Fights, drama, passion, pain
Lightning thunder crash in vain
It's like karma's back again
And I'll be begging her to stay,
She just tell me she be back
I tell her just don't be late,
Bitch you know where to meet me at
Right between amazing drake,
The night we sing amazing grace
I've been chasing fame so long
It feel like an amazing race
Place the stage to make my place
Lace the page with faith and faith
Today's the day I'm face to face
With face and snakes's they debate
The way it make a nigga feel
Make me squeeze the trigga, kill
Nigga's on my Shooter shit,
Salute this shit, you niggas will
Alway's been a bigger deal
Outta here, satellite
Born to be the best
Even my motherfuckin shadow bright
These niggas ain't adding up
So they think the scale is big
But I am so good you can still find success in my 'failed the test'
The nail is in the coffin, die
Who gon' stop me, ya'll can trie
Just never take a day off
And maybe you can take off and fly

[Chorus: Los & Carmen]
You ain't gotta look for me, I'm everywhere you'll never go
Couple things, bunch of change, we can let this cheddar blow
Like a beast up in a cage, and I'm about to let it go
Tonight is unforgettable, let's do something incredible
Do something incredible, let's do something incredible
Do something incredible
Tonight is unforgettable, Let's do something Incredible

[Verse 2: Los]
Yo,
I'm the definition,
I'm what these niggas definitely need
They practice repetition, and jealousy, greed
They don't wanna see me be blessed, or believe
That my life is a CD with success on repeat
Letters and cabbage,
That is what your direction should be
I'm allover the bread,
Sesame seeds
Ya'll niggas veggie-burgers,
I ain't stressing to beef
I leave you shitting in your hands,
This lesson is brief
I'm really trying to get a billion,
I got no respect
I hit these niggas in the head,
Like it's open neck
Hold it right there,
Watch me light fire to this chair
I'm a night mare,
Like a Mike Myers to this shit
Might go night fly,
I'm like Knight Rider in this bitch
Michael Jordan, Michael Jackson
Mike Tyson in this bitch
I'm on my mic-shit, that mean I might kill
Any motherfucker think he fucking with my mic-skill.

[Chorus: Los & Carmen]
You ain't gotta look for me, I'm everywhere you'll never go
Couple things, bunch of change, we can let this cheddar blow
Like a beast up in a cage, and I'm about to let it go
Tonight is unforgettable, let's do something incredible
Do something incredible, let's do something incredible
Do something incredible
Tonight is unforgettable, Let's do something Incredible

 

[fox69]

"Intro"
(from "Welcome To Swaggsville" Mixtape)

"Intro"
(from "Welcome To Swaggsville" Mixtape)



I say life is amazing but nothing should amaze
Life is amazing but
Life is amazing but nothing should amaze you
Hatred is a phase and it shouldn't even faze you
Hey yo
My man told me, death ain't nothin' but birth in reverse
So if you end up hurtin' me first
I'll throw the hearse in reverse then disperse a verse in reverse without rehearsin' it first
Cause my verse two, hurt you, worse than my first do but my verse three worse than my first two
So the verse me adverts you versing the virtue
Remember when I spit that verse in reverse? That verse was killin' me
You wanna be the first to adverse my versatility?
Nigga I'm hotter than the devil, with a fever,
Wearin' a leather and a beater and a sweater while he eatin' a jalapeno fajita,
With a bookbag full of heat pads,
A scully and a ski mask with the heat on in the E-Class at Exxon with a speed pass
Best rapper alive, what's that you called me?
I got 'em saying nobody in rap could guard me
So I keep something to back and marth me
In case I gotta throw the mask on and pop like a jabberwokkee
Somebody tell Jay-Z buy me a gold chain
I am hip hop, I embody the whole game
This is lyrical murder; I could body the whole game
And have rappers at the precinct providing my whole name
And I'm so good I climb mountains in my downtime
I write my newfound rhymes on the down climb
I swim oceans when I'm bored, I'm the last hope
I in fact wrote that last quote on my backstroke
That's dope nigga Los is deep
If this my dream, imagine when I go to sleep
You ain't shit, cause they never salute ya
And I'm so far ahead I can actually remember the future
Each one of my verse is dope
But I get better every second
So my best shit the worst shit I ever wrote
And I'm married to hip-hop, that's my persona
I had a beat come to me with a kiss on her
So I jumped on 'er just to let her know what's mine
You forever mine bitch then I flipped on her
In other words I don't beat my bitch; I just make the beat my bitch
See I done lost a couple girlfriends and a couple homeboys but you know I gotta keep my bitch
Thinkin' bout all the things that I loved her through
Fuck it, life is a bitch and I love her too
My two bitches, not you bitches
I officially love the most fly two bitches
I'm too vicious
Dark blue GT sky blue dishes like "bye you bitches"
What would they do without Los?
Hip-hop just took a deep breath and blew it out slow
I'm a run a extra lap, while the rest'll just stare
In other words I am the new breath of fresh air

Life is amazing but nothing should amaze you
Hatred is a phase and it shouldn't even faze you
Niggas try to hold you down; all that shit should raise you
Opposition everyday shouldn't even daze you
Life ain't a game, but these niggas try to play you
Gotta love your struggle being broke shouldn't break you
It should make you, make it
When hard times come and try to take you, take it
It's not until you lose, you appreciate the win
Then you never lose the will to appreciate again
Recognize your enemies appreciate your friends
They the ones that still around when your situation ends
Never imitate a lame, innovate the game
Have a mindset of Kobe when he penetrate the lane
Fuck intimidation, have no limitations mayne
It's a bunch of niggas waitin' to eliminate your game
Yeah homie, learn the game and digest
Passion and persistence turns pain to progress
Stop stressin', your man Los got this
8 months tops I'm in the Lambo, Countach
Riding through the city somethin' pretty riding shotgun
Motherfuck a hater stack your paper 'til the cops come
Cross the line of scrimmage if you blitzin' then we blockin'
And guns hailin' mary, cause ain't no other option
Watchin', listenin', nigga that's a student
Not only make a plan, but make a plan and execute it
I'm the next to do it, they could never play us
You should work a little harder nigga second place SUCKS
Number One and I claimed it. Welcome to Swaggsville cause that's what the fuck I named it
I could do this in my sleep, I don't fight fair
You niggas even try to go to sleep and I'm your nightmare
Number One and I claimed it. Welcome to Swaggsville cause that's what the fuck I named it

 

[fox69]

"Just Fine Remix"

"Just Fine Remix"


You now rockin' with a super fly guy
I'm the new super fly since super fly died
I'll pull up on your block in my super fly ride
Bitch mackin', looking for a super fly bride
In fact, I'm all that in a super sized fryer
My swag so high nigga you can sky dive of it
Talk shit I'm a do a drive-by
Push a button on the coup and make the roof go bye bye
I'm a super fly guy, I don't hit him with the pound
Why the fuck I gotta shoot him when I'm killin' em with style
And I'm loosin' my mind
How the fuck I take super flying using 9 times
8 times would've made him say say great lines
7 times would've made him say he said it every time
6 times would've made him say say sick lines
5 times fly rhymes
4 times more lines
3 times see mines
Better than these guys
You guys are gonna have to try 2 times harder
To make with my swag, then I do mine off em'
My new kind offer you can get behind
I'm the one like 60 minus 59
Doin' 60 in my 59
Fly 59 50
Flyer than 59 Frisbee's
What I gotta tell these nigga's 59 times
I've been the shit before that nigga shot 50 nine times
I'm 59 times better
Let a nigga say my name and it's rhymin' watch
Cause' I don't need a diamond watch
To make your girlfriend cam-cord me fuckin' a diamond watch
Then I'm a fuck your girl so the dime could watch
I'm a fuck both girl's and let diamond watch
Seems I get diamond hot
I'm a cam-cord both of them bitches fuckin' diamond watch
Watch my grind it's time when it's time to drop
Can't stop my shine I shine like a diamond watch
Ain't a rap in the game with lines this hot
I could go double platinum signed to [?]
Now the guts in the old school line of snots
The paint job like a nigga dropped a lime of scotch
Your boy los point 2
I'm on my grind biatchh

 

[fox69]

"Kind Of A Big Deal"

"Kind Of A Big Deal"


And this is Zero, uh, so you gon' need some nula
I would say fuck the world but I get tired after two nuts
Inspired by my father's death to hit harder than Tarvis left
A bit harder than brick walls, I missed all of them pit falls
Puffy like that referee that missed all of them big calls
Because the bitches and big cars'll blind you
I get called the best rapper alive just to remind you
And I ain't trying to shit on you but if the shoe fits on you
You just gon' have to wear it, walk in it amidst the ridicule
The winners do the strangest things, we don't hibernate
Our pupils dilated, we up for people to violate
I tie a snake in a knot, you sly fox
From The Wire better known as the home of the pine box
Behind gwap, get found behind rocks, there's so many crimes
Over your many blinds and watch so-so many times
I heard so many kinds of shots and at any time
Get robbed for any shine you got, Zero
I spell it Z-E-R-O, push horses like we be Zorro
Go harder for the dinero, hoping that we see tomorrow
These verses free to borrow, flow colder than East Chicago
God dag, if I stood up on my swag, I could see Toronto
I need that cheese like pronto and I ain't making pizza
Been known to carry beef, I ain't Jamaican neither
A million laps and running, I never take a breather
These rappers a bunch of girly actors, hey Kadejah
Regine, Max and 'Claire, I'm going in
Call me a house with the Tootie out, just call me over ten
Gifted, it's Mr. Kringle, the shit that make bitches tingle
And never ever took the radio, a living single
Sit calm and cool, y'all sitcoms comical
I start at S and skip the T, nigga I be on to you
But you don't get it, you super slow
I'm just a regular nigga that got a super flow
They study me super hard, you should call me Super Los
They know they can't fuck with me so they just claim they super close
You got a groupie ho, I got a group of hoes
I keep the top down, you'll never catch the coupe with clothes
This is Z to the E to the R to the O

 

[fox69]

"King"

"King"


Bad Boy, all my bitches into bad things
Popped the molly, now she sweatin', that's that Trinidad James
Bitch, my troops'll make you move, Coupes'll make you drool
Watches, rings and chains in flavors too
Bring that Laker through, yeah, you know
That purple-colored cutty yellow, guts and shit
I've got that retarded drive, watch me yellow bust this shit
Yellow-bellied busters hate a hustler, suckah suck a dick
Suffer while I suffocate your bitch under my nuts and dick
I'm nuts, my nig – in my truck I'm big, and my Coupe I'm cool
And I cut the top off like a coupon – you see my Yukon new
Nigga, you conned who? You a bitch nigga like To Wong Foo
See I've got a bad bitch in the 212,
That love bad bitches and'll do one too
Ooh, one-two, one-two, mic check - bitch, I love my crew, my tech
I just move onto my checks - your bitch like to ooze on my chest
And move my dress to the side, nigga hit it like an abusive husband
She came ten times in a row, like damn, it's the way you be hustlin'
That really turn me on, really turn me on my stomach, dig me out
I know after we finish kicking it, you gon' kick me out
Bitch be out – you ain't never seen no kicks this crispy out
Chicks be out to get me in that strip club throwin' fifties out
Bitch we out here hustlin' but we duckin' if that 50 out
That's that 5-0, drive slow – duckin' from the rivals, eyes low
From the motherfuckin' hydro, y'all know
I go stupid, insane – get money like I'm loopin' this change
Your bitch could hoola-hoop with this chain
King... fuck 'em
These niggas really ain't 'bout shit,
Switch my outfit, pop my collar, damn
Every time you turn around I change, I'm like a hologram
Hold that pussy ransom until I'm dancin' in them thighs
Like a genie on a carpet 'cause I'm lampin' and I'm fly
I switch gears like transmissions, man listen, hoes get the gas face
'Cause I get my point across but wouldn't layup on a fast break
Hold up, wait - there I go – see layin' up, that's a square's goal
Get it? Square's goal, that's a back board
Fuck a girl good and send her back, board
You PC, I'm a mack, boy – you keep it PG, she want a Bad Boy
King...