Kim’s Son

Yeah All these fake rap bitches Trying to act like they motherfucking original Like they didn’t come in the game and steal some other bitch style Like they didn’t come in the game on some other bitch shit Trying to act like they somebody mother Bitch you somebody son your goddam self Kim’s son I don’t know what they talkin’ And I don’t know what these chicks be talkin’ You Kim’s Son You was fed some raps You was a record clone You Biggie’s son They created you To try to takе over the throne You Kim’s Son Taking ovеr her style And we ain’t heard real in a while You Kim’s Son Well now bitch you screwed up And bitch it’s a Carrington night And bitches I’m new to the show And bitches I’m real bout it bout it Chicks wanna talk about this and that some shit Bitch I’m coming for you and all your clique Talking to me Ha ha That’s nice I’mma step in the game I’mma find out where we lie sis Scary like Jason And all of my raps is abrasive My standards for rap style is changing And all of my bitches amazingActing like they don’t know Where they style came from They fronting they Kim’s Son Trying to do all this rap shit They Kim’s Son All of them is fronting They Kim’s Son Trying to steal her whole style How your ass is home grown We all know It’s Kim’s Son She ain’t the queen She Kim’s son I got a rhyme for Kim’s son Chopping you bitches Like I’m a samurai ninja Carrington bout to get in you Sushi noodles bitch I’mma feed you Kim’s son And my rhymes is raw And I’m coming for more Im coming for mo Bitch im coming for mo Bitch im coming for mo I wanna see And I wanna know How you original When you stole all of Kim’s flow If you a connoisseur Bitch you would know You all be acting like you all don’t know Bitch you a fake we told you before I be like Biggie and kick down the door Talk about fake it’s not just your ass Baby your nose just dripped in the glass I don’t care how many billboards you won And I don’t care how much you spent on your ass Look like some false shit Just a Maraj bitch Look like some goomba nes boss shit It don’t matter how much you can floss shit It don’t matter how much you can floss shit It’s like a cycle Bitches be real in denial They let you stay up at the top They let you stay up at the top Like a pipeline Not letting nobody get to the start line Till cardi came and started a chalk line Took all of Kim’s dynamic rap lines Took all of Kim’s hair an her clothes style Clone shit to me Fake ass Barbie shit I don’t give a fuck what might be popular All of your life is illusion Girl you so bright You ain’t see what the label was doing They feeding lies This is the story of a rap story They wrote all of your hits to let you know later That you are Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son Kim’s son