Lyrics

The Weeknd -King of the Fall Lyrics

(Verse 1)
I’m addied up, added up
I just ate a plate for breakfast
Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas
Chest feeling heavy like a midget on my necklace
Bi**hes that we came with got all of your bi**hes jealous
Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates
Driving by the streets we used to walk through like a triumph
Mix it in a potion like a science
That liquid G diet got a ni**a so quiet
Cause the s**t so strong, got me feeling like I’m dying
The s**t so raw, nothing else can get me higher
Only time you see me’s when I’m balling with my ni**as
Cause my life too private, my ride too private
My flight too private, my shows so riot
My jaw so tired, I go all night in my city to the Fall
Then it’s time for me to fly out
I got a girl at home even though she ain’t mine yet

(Chorus)
And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
She gon give it up cause she know I might like it
She gon give it up cause she know I might like it
She gon give it up cause she know I might like it
Baby girl, you know what I like
Baby, you know just what I like
Baby, you know what I like

(Verse 2)
Don’t be mad, let her get hers
Don’t be mad, let her get hers
She make her own luck, she don’t give a f**k
She trying to have fun, take a break from the love
Man, your girl so bad, let me get her
Your girl so bad, let me get her
I make my own luck, I make that pu**y talk
On call to the fall, he can like it or not
Ni**a, back the f*** up
If you ain’t with me, motherf**ker, you against me
If you ain’t complimenting, ni**a, you offending
I been out here last year wasting hella time
XO is the only time invested
Them Fall shows every year like a birthday
And I’mma do it every year in my birthplace
And I ain’t been this gone since Thursday
I never said that I’d be sober in the first place

(Repeat Chorus)

(Bridge)
Baby girl, you know what I like
Baby, you know just what I like

(Verse 3)
I just passed that ni**a fell off stage
Just sold out the O2 at my own pace
I can say that I’m attached to nobody
I’ve been getting paper while these ni**as tryna stop me
Shout my ni**a Doc, that’s a mentor
Had some bad business, nothing personal
But now the word out that we back
On some young Quincy Jones, dark skin Michael Jackson
And these the motherf**kers that they packaged
Their new sh*t all be sounding like my past s**t
Bring your girl to my show, give her floor seats
Then she go downtown like she owe me
Xo, Xo, Xo
Mix it up, pour it up, take it down slow
This is my sound, ni**a, f**k your sound
Did it from the ground, ask around, bi**h
When I touch down, I’ma shake sh*t up
F**k your new man, I’ma break it up
He can come back when I go on the road
But that pu**y mine for the next three months
Cause the kid back, kid back, kid back
Cop ten whips for my ni**as when we land
Queen Street ni**a making money overseas
Had a few more debts, I’ma pay it all in cash
Shout out Xo, shout out to the boy
Broke bread on tour, man, it’s all love now
Shout my ni**a Stix, doing good in these streets
Bet he popping more bottles than us right now
Reason why they stressing, city never sunny
When the kid come through with more ni**as than Apollo
But ain’t s**t funny, can’t nobody stop me

(Outro)
All my hoes are trained, I make all of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
I make all of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
I make all of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
I make all of them swallow
All of, all of
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
I make all of them swallow

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