Westside Gunn - King City lyrics

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn] Aye yo Aye yo Aye yo Your dope had been sh** since '96 The highest and the flyest n***a 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 n***as thought I was broke, I copped the Maserati f**in' model after model, drinkin' Louis out the bottle He tried to see me, I took the n***a's eye out like Giotto Lucky if you see tomorrow My young b**h 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 f**in' with Omar Playin' Reject had to twist me a whole jaw I don't play games, hardcore, don't need no law We don't fight fair, I beat his a** with a crowbar Made a blind n***a see who f**in' with me The Flygod, you ain't f**in' with me though Only scared of being broke or the RICO [Verse 2: Mach Hommy] Yo Aye yo We like Kaiser Permanente He toss a caesar salad, we [?] To put a lot of mileage on her french braids I dropped to a caesar Wikipedia shopped, we need her Irish Spring, s**in' my team, she sippin' Guinness I got them world record strings in my tennis Used to be a chap, ol' tongue, you feelin' finished? Now swan dive in a shark tank with n***as The black [?] in a westwood, flex good [?] Fresh pants on the poor God For sure five, I need the whole thing lit, my team is of war lords Caught you sippin' flat Rozay, but did you bust it up? Bet you never seen a PJ rage, you bu*tercup Fabuloso on the stovetop, so bop It's a new era [BRRING], it's the old Mach [SCRATCHES: DJ Q-Bert] f** rap, I'm tryin' to make cream and that's that