King Aura Songtext
von Soch

Golden-coated aura, marble in my posture
Hope up in my lawyer, bitches on my roster
She ain′t understand me, always complicating problems
Cut her out the picture, now the photo lookin' flawless
I′m just tryna teach her, she ain't tryna learn from nothin

You got my location, come here, let me show you something
You ain't met my type, I′m the one that they done warned you bout
Drivin round Miami just to go and get them orders out
We keep the piece cause it′s always time for war

We get it for the three, but we sell it for the four
When you all up in the streets, death is always at your door
You know you hear him knockin, you hear him knockin
I'ma answer from that glass mansion door with that robe on

Two bitches, both bad, kitchen trashed, stove on
Button down wide open, chest tatted, gold on
Three phones full of speed dial for the post bond
Four large for the fit and I ain′t even go hard


She got me in my bag, so I got her in that goyard
Three hundred a line, that's bout a thousand till you doze off
I be one of a kind, been a minute since I told yall
Bucket list at thirty, check, fuck bout what a cracker say

Luck and work, the perfect mix, blowin′ cash, she turnin' tricks
She just got her body done, I′ll show you how to work it quick
She know how to work the pole, she turn to a suburban bitch
Want the pink, want the white, want the keys, want the price

Fuck them alphabet boys, I've been a G all my life
Don't put me in the conversations, don′t craft no opinion
I′m the one to get it done, get it started, get it finished
Golden coated aura, marble in my posture

Hope up in my lawyer, bitches on my roster
She ain't understand me, always complicating problems
Cut her out the picture, now the photo lookin′ flawless
I'm just tryna teach her, she ain′t tryna learn from nothin

You got my location, come here, let me show you something
You ain't met my type, I′m the one that they done warned you bout
Drivin round Miami just to go and get them orders out