3kings

Текст песни

Yeah… Lake Wildwood after dark, motherfucker. Jose. Andi. Tony. Three kings, one kingdom. Turn that shit the fuck up. [Hook] Three kings in the hood, everybody know the name, Jose, Andi, Tony, posted up in the game. Lake Wildwood nights, yeah, the whole block knows, When the three kings pull up, everybody throws a toast. Fuck what they say, we ain’t worried ‘bout shit, Three motherfuckers deep, yeah, we built like this. Big bass knockin’, moonlight on the street, Three kings of the neighborhood, can’t nobody compete. [Verse 1: Jose] Jose on the left with the windows rolled down, Bass hit hard, make it shake through the town. Texas-born swagger, boots on the ground, When Jose hits the block, you can hear that sound. Cold drink in his hand, big grin on his face, Rolling through Lake Wildwood like he owns the place. No crown on his head, don’t need one to show, Everybody knows Jose when they see him roll. [Verse 2: Andi] Andi on the right, motherfucker dressed clean, Steppin’ out the truck like a goddamn king. Lights hit the chrome, music rattles the glass, Three kings together and the whole night passes. He ain’t worried ‘bout the haters, ain’t worried ‘bout fame, Just laughing with the homies while they’re calling his name. “Lake Wildwood!” he yells, everybody responds, Bass keep pounding while the whole night rolls on. [Verse 3: Tony] Tony in the middle, that’s the motherfuckin’ boss, Calm with the crew, never worried about the cost. Jose on one side, Andi on the other, Three kings rolling deep, tighter than brothers. Tony says, “Let’s ride,” and the engines come alive, Three trucks rolling out as the streetlights shine. No need for a throne, no need for a crown, When the three kings pull up, everybody knows who’s around. [Hook] Three kings in the hood, everybody know the name, Jose, Andi, Tony, posted up in the game. Lake Wildwood nights, yeah, the whole block knows, When the three kings pull up, everybody throws a toast. Fuck what they say, we ain’t worried ‘bout shit, Three motherfuckers deep, yeah, we built like this. Big bass knockin’, moonlight on the street, Three kings of the neighborhood, can’t nobody compete. [Bridge] Jose! Andi! Tony! Three names, one crew. Lake Wildwood, that’s the view. From the front porch to the boulevard, Three kings posted, shining like stars. [Final Verse] Red Bulls cold, speakers turned to eleven, Three kings outside like they own the whole section. Texas nights got the whole crew feeling right, Lake Wildwood glowing underneath the streetlights. No throne, no castle, no fancy-ass crown, Just three homies laughing while they ride through town. Jose, Andi, Tony, let the whole world know, Three kings running their kingdom wherever they go. [Outro] Lake Wildwood… Three kings… Jose. Andi. Tony.