King of the World Chords by Lil Mabu

[Start]

[Intro]
Eb B               
■  Ah free the guys
    F     
Grr ■ boom
Eb  B Bbsus4                                                       
Grr ■ I feel like the king of the world the way I got up in the mix


[Verse]
B                           
Gotta keep making these hits
B                               
Gotta get groupies all off of my
Eb                                                     B   
Treesha Put a blue face on a plain Jane but I ain't no Crip
             Bb                                     Eb        
Peep the fit and you want the smoke Then pull up on the fiveth
           Eb                      
Tinted the windows they blacked out
                                           Eb 
Said I was broke so I'm whipping the racks out
                  Eb                     
Lil' boy tried to fight but he tapped out
                                               Eb    
Hang with the drillers that's spinning it back 'round
          Eb           
He want a feature I tax
Eb                                     
Say you got money you stuck in the trap
B                                 
I had to drop a bag on a timepiece
                            Eb  
Can I put my watch on demon time
Eb                  
Outside it's a movie
                               Eb    
But no I ain't strapped with a toolie
        Eb                
Ii walk around with a limp
                        Eb                 
Stuffing the racks they up in my blue jeans
Eb                                  
Dior Dior yeah what I rock on my fit
Eb                                              
And shawty she be on be on me she wanted a flick
          Eb                 
We posted up like some fliers
                    B                          
Chasin' these bands like we runnin' from tigers
B                           
Little boy said I ain't fire
      Bb                                     
But I got the game in a grip like some pliers
       Eb                                                    
I feel like the king of the world the way I got up in the mix
Eb                          
Gotta keep making these hits
                                
Gotta get groupies all off of my
B                                                          
Treesha Put a blue face on a plain Jane but I ain't no Crip
             F                                                
Peep the fit and you want the smoke Then pull up on the fiveth
Eb                                 
Tinted the windows they blacked out
       Eb                                     
Said I was broke so I'm whipping the racks out
                  B                      
Lil' boy tried to fight but he tapped out
                              Bb                     
Hang with the drillers that's spinning it back 'round
        Bb             
He want a feature I tax
            Eb                         
Say you got money you stuck in the trap
  Eb                              
I had to drop a bag on a timepiece
Eb                                          
Look from the trenches ain't hard to find me
                        B     
Top Feva so pussy don't try me
                                   Bb    
Dead off the money I turned into a zombie
                   Bb                   
Old bitch from the hood tried to line me
           Eb           
I told 'em Roll cautious
                   Eb          
Them niggas run up it's barkin'
                Eb       
Feeding 'em and spark 'em
                          
'mack the V so we park 'em
                                                 
I'ma just empty the clip I ain't doin' no talkin'
                            
Leave him dead on the walkin
                           Eb        
Fn green tips so we aim at his noggin
                  Eb     
And we all need a portion
                             Eb        
Call up Mabu he gon' fuck up the market


[Chorus]
               Eb    
Post up on the fiveth
                        Eb                    
Bag on your head so you know we gon' take that
                                              B             
Stay in the mix bad lil' bitch on my dick and she shake that
                      B     
Yeah I'm heavy on the roller
                                
But I might slide in the Maybach
Bb                                                 Eb       
Leave a body in the Hudson clean up the blood with some Ajax
Eb                                                           
I feel like the king of the world the way I got up in the mix
B                           
Gotta keep making these hits
Bb                              
Gotta get groupies all off of my
Eb                                                         
Treesha Put a blue face on a plain Jane but I ain't no Crip
                              B                               
Peep the fit and you want the smoke Then pull up on the fiveth
F                                      
Let 'em know we still stuck in our ways
             Eb            
Young niggas tryna get paid


[Outro]
B Bb Eb B
■ ■  ■  ■


[End]