Welcome To The Show

[Intro] Aye aye aye Yeah Aye aye aye What Okay Okay Yeah Yeah KOTA! [Verse 1] These niggas don’t be on street shit I ain’t either ‘Cause the way you ‘sposed to move is they can’t see you or can’t hear ya You niggas don’t got no real respect my boys don’t fear ya ‘Cause we moving like a torn ACL we kill careers Never miss a shot we spin mo’ times than a record player That boy ain’t want the smoke like his gang was apart of D.A.R.E Neve-neve-never miss a shot we spin mo’ times than a wheel at the fair Put him in the ground six feet deep is where we built his lair Six feet deep is where we built his grave The Boys’ll send a bullet he can’t dodge he ain’t Queen Maeve His Queen may’ve left him when she seen Qenny That bitch get nasty said she’d eat me quicker than a plate at Denny’s Hit him in the back of the head “just watch the rabbits Lennie” Asked him if he want the harder the way he said “My name ain’t Penny” Got a bitch to turn her wished for it so call me KOTA Timmy Send the beat my way and Imma cook it call me KOTA Remy Nigga saying that he want the smoke I’ll turn him to a chimney Nigga-nigga-nigga saying that he want the smoke we’ll burn down the house Fire that I’m spittin’ gotta be the right heat ‘Cause I’m cooking on this beat like I was a special kind of mouse Got up in her told me “come and wreck it” like I’m KOTA Ralph King Of The Ark for a reason I come from the South Haters raving peeping out one eye I call ‘em Odin I got a white bitch from Baltimore she got me snowed in If you hear it on my track then you know I’m the one who wrote it Talking crazy then you can learn if I am the one who tote it I’m the King I don’t give a single fuck if nobody voted The way I rip the mic all you niggas should know that I was chosen That bitch came through and you know she finna eat me like I’m some groceries That-that-that bitch came through and she finna eat me like I’m a Famous Toastery Always keeping one in the head my bars and bullets loaded Bet ain’t none of yo’ niggas real like lawn chairs they folded [Chorus] These niggas know they can’t beat me though Welcome to the K-O TA Qenny Show Boy I said don’tcha know they can’t beat me though I said welcome to the KOTA Qenny Show Aye! [Verse 2] I control the heat I spit like a third gen. fire soldier I don’t give a fuck what you say, don’t listen if I’m too vulgar Nigga thinking that he gangsta boy you ain’t Whitey Bulger She say she wanna wake up to Qenny can call me KOTA Folgers I come wit’ heat like hell married me my bars’ll go for long She told me I can hit whenever if I put her in a song Easy to control her just first you gotta turn her on Grab the stick and point it at you now you see the show is on KOTA! [Chorus] These niggas know they can’t beat me though Welcome to the K-O TA Qenny Show Boy I said don’tcha know they can’t beat me though I said welcome to the KOTA Qenny Show Aye!