King City

Lyrics

[These lyrics are intentionally locked and left partial due to a DMCA takedown request. Please do not edit the lyrics to include the removed sections.] [Verse 1: Westside Gunn] Ayo, ayo, ayo Your dope ain't been shit since '96 The highest and the flyest nigga With Supreme stickers on the double cup Took a sip, made a wish, up and wish Diamond Supply drenched chest wide Beat him with a skateboard Tiffany SB's, I had to skate off Off-White fatigue shorts 'Bout to moonwalk over this work Bulldog, pitbull, rottweiler on the t-shirt I'm from the worst city on Earth, bodies over bodies Niggas thought I was broke, I copped the Maserati Fuckin' model after model, drinkin' Louis out the bottle He tried to see me, I took the nigga's eye out like Giotto Lucky if you see tomorrow My young bitch like to mix molly up in the Moscato My young boy got five bodies, he lookin' for a sixth Then I heard son got hit Gettin' dutches out of King City fuckin' with Omar Playin' Reject had to twist me a whole jaw I don't play games, heart colder than Olaf We don't fight fair, I beat his ass with a crowbar Made a blind nigga see who fuckin' with me The FLYGOD, you ain't fuckin' with me though Only scared of being broke in the RICO [Verse 2] [Bridge: Samples] "Fuck rap—" "Fuck rap—" "Fuck rap—I'm tryin' to make cream and that's that" "Fuck rap—I'm tryin' to make cream and that's that" "Fuck—" "—that" "Fuck rap—" "—I'm tryin' to make cream and that's that" "—rap—" "Fuck rap—" "—and that's that"