King Kami

You don't know the first thing about being a boss How you handle it when you take a loss I wear designer like I get it from Ross That pussy water baby gimme that Voss I ate the cat I might need me some floss U need a verse but you can't pay the cost Calculate your opportunity loss I think I'm mastering telekinesis Diarrhea all you rappers is feces Double cross me left 'em bloody like Jesus I'm in a cult baby don't fear the reaper I can get her but I know I can't keep her Cuz her and the racks can't fit the Bimmer King Kami Make these bitches fold like they origami In the cut choppin bodies up just like they salami Pussy boy said he want some beef so I brought pastrami Pussy boy didn't want no war I still brought army 10 rounds 30 seconds in imma knock em down No we not boutta sell that pound we gon blow it down Everyone and they mama think they It but they fucking clowns They all think they real 'til they bow to the fucking crown Ask me who I'm fuckin baby I can never kiss and tell But to keep it a stack I'm fuckin the world, makin her scream and yell I'm in the market to purchase a soul, heard yo shit on sale Finger-fuckin these racks just like I'm blind and I'm reading brail Who real and who not at this point I can never seem to tell Bet you seen a taco but I bet you never seen a bell I can take yo flow and do it better, feelin like perfect cell Took you reincarnation now yo ass gotta cook in hell Ask me who I'm fuckin baby I can never kiss and tell But to keep it a stack I'm fuckin the world, makin her scream and yell I'm in the market to purchase a soul, heard yo shit on sale Finger-fuckin these racks just like I'm blind and I'm reading brail Who real and who not at this point I can never seem to tell Bet you seen a taco but I bet you never seen a bell I can take yo flow and do it better, feelin like perfect cell Took you reincarnation now yo ass gotta cook in hell