I wake up, check my phone

Jump in my whip, and off I go

I pay off the police to stay out of my way

I got it all sewn up

And I'm kingpin for a day



I got the blues, I got the reds

Yellowtops, and spiderlegs

You'd swear it's from heaven

But it all grows naturally

I got it all right here

And I'm kingpin for a day



When you're the kingpin

All the eyes are on your crown

When you're the kingpin

People want to take you down

When you're the kingpin

Nobody can show, nobody can show

Nobody can show you how



Don't want no trouble

But when trouble comes

I know a guy, who gets it done

He'll serve it right up to you on a rusty tray

I don't care about tomorrow

I'm kingpin for today



When you're the kingpin

All the eyes are on your crown

When you're the kingpin

People want to take you down

When you're the kingpin

Nobody can show, nobody can show

Nobody can show you how



When you're the kingpin

All the eyes are on your crown

When you're the kingpin

People want to take you down

When you're the kingpin

Nobody can show, nobody can show

Nobody can show you how





Produced by Rick Rubin

Mixed by Andrew Scheps, Billy Bush

Recorded by Dana Nielsen, Dave Schiffman. Phillip Broussard Jr.

Recorded at Shangri La Studio, Malibu, CA

Assisted by Sean Oakley, Eric Lynn, Joshua Smith

Edited by Dana Nielsen, Jason Gossman, Jason Lader

Mixed at Punkerpad West, Van Nuys, CA & Red Razor Sounds, Los Angeles, CA

Mastered by Stephen Marcussen Mastering, Hollywood, CA

Vocals, Electric, Acoustic & Slide Guitar: Jake Bugg

Electric, Acoustic & Slide Guitar: Matt Sweeney

Bass, Piano, Barritone Guitar: Jason Lader

Drums, Percussion: Chad Smith, Pete Thomas

Chad Smith appears courtesy of Warner Bros, Records

Production Assistant: Dave "Squirrel" Covell