Hahahaha
KC Star
You're not ready
Bitch!
Life is a game, Monopoly, I'm just visiting
Laughing at you while you sitting in prison, yeah
At least you got a front row seat to be witnessing
My rise to the top, I know it must be sickening
You keep paying me dust but that's not my currency
Every time you call, "911, what's your emergency?"
I only pick up and answer out of courtesy
At least I get good giggle out of your absurdity
You're looking like a hot-ass mess
In last night's dress
Meant to impress
Is that your best?
I must confess
It's cute I guess
If you're not looking for success
Oh
But I digress
I wear my heart on my sleeve, bitch, it's Gucci
No need to judge me, bitch, your name ain't Judy
Love me then hate me, bitch, you're awfully moody
I'll keep on serving, bitch, it's my duty
Hmm
I could steal your bitch today and I don't even swing that way
'Cause you're musty, dusty, crusty, it's true
Just like Humpty Dumpty you're through
You had a great fall, I ain't talking 'bout the season
Running to keep up, you got asthma?
Honey, you're wheezing
Is it so hard to admit you've been beaten?
No, I don't mean your meat, f*ck off squirt, semen!
Hahahaha
I said semen
Is that, is that allowed?
I don't care
No one ever has, or will be, on my level of iconicity
Oh, and just to clarify
This rap wasn't directed at anyone in particular
Just those of you that need to be humbled
And you know who you are
My name is KC Star 'cause I am a f*cking star!
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English
Hahahaha
KC Star
You're not ready
Bitch!
Life is a game, Monopoly, I'm just visiting
Laughing at you while you sitting in prison, yeah
At least you got a front row seat to be witnessing
My rise to the top, I know it must be sickening
You keep paying me dust but that's not my currency
Every time you call, "911, what's your emergency?"
I only pick up and answer out of courtesy
At least I get good giggle out of your absurdity
You're looking like a hot-ass mess
In last night's dress
Meant to impress
Is that your best?
I must confess
It's cute I guess
If you're not looking for success
Oh
But I digress
I wear my heart on my sleeve, bitch, it's Gucci
No need to judge me, bitch, your name ain't Judy
Love me then hate me, bitch, you're awfully moody
I'll keep on serving, bitch, it's my duty
Hmm
I could steal your bitch today and I don't even swing that way
'Cause you're musty, dusty, crusty, it's true
Just like Humpty Dumpty you're through
You had a great fall, I ain't talking 'bout the season
Running to keep up, you got asthma?
Honey, you're wheezing
Is it so hard to admit you've been beaten?
No, I don't mean your meat, f*ck off squirt, semen!
Hahahaha
I said semen
Is that, is that allowed?
I don't care
No one ever has, or will be, on my level of iconicity
Oh, and just to clarify
This rap wasn't directed at anyone in particular
Just those of you that need to be humbled
And you know who you are
My name is KC Star 'cause I am a f*cking star!
KC Star
You're not ready
Bitch!
Life is a game, Monopoly, I'm just visiting
Laughing at you while you sitting in prison, yeah
At least you got a front row seat to be witnessing
My rise to the top, I know it must be sickening
You keep paying me dust but that's not my currency
Every time you call, "911, what's your emergency?"
I only pick up and answer out of courtesy
At least I get good giggle out of your absurdity
You're looking like a hot-ass mess
In last night's dress
Meant to impress
Is that your best?
I must confess
It's cute I guess
If you're not looking for success
Oh
But I digress
I wear my heart on my sleeve, bitch, it's Gucci
No need to judge me, bitch, your name ain't Judy
Love me then hate me, bitch, you're awfully moody
I'll keep on serving, bitch, it's my duty
Hmm
I could steal your bitch today and I don't even swing that way
'Cause you're musty, dusty, crusty, it's true
Just like Humpty Dumpty you're through
You had a great fall, I ain't talking 'bout the season
Running to keep up, you got asthma?
Honey, you're wheezing
Is it so hard to admit you've been beaten?
No, I don't mean your meat, f*ck off squirt, semen!
Hahahaha
I said semen
Is that, is that allowed?
I don't care
No one ever has, or will be, on my level of iconicity
Oh, and just to clarify
This rap wasn't directed at anyone in particular
Just those of you that need to be humbled
And you know who you are
My name is KC Star 'cause I am a f*cking star!
Writer: Casey Kassal
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid