[King Karaoke]

Hi...

You and your homies couldn't be any gayer, stop
When your whole team wears dresses, it's got nothing to do with a NBA 2K player swap
I'm throwing shots at your ribs if I don't spray the can
The way I'll have these elbows flying off the cage u'd think I was imitating Shane McMahon
You white boys love the gun talk but never spray the tools
The lame shit you're saying is cornier than porn hub on April fools
I'll murder everyone of u faggots, the bodies get left in a random alley
Ur squad's spent so much time on their knees u'd think it was The Walking Dead finale
You can't even champ a league where half the talent are my under studies
Shoot your crib up, the clapping outside'll turn everyone inside into thunder buddies
You won the pic roast saying the most racist shit, every line was filled with a random slur
My fam may have traveled the Underground Railroad but ur mom's had trains run on her
Point at your grill and let off shots in this jerk's face
Of course you'd date a deaf bitch, women barely listen to u in the first place
It's lights out for your ass and my trigger's the off switch
You only pull fat hoes, I bet Melissa McCartney is your idea of a Boss bitch

Bye...