Khaotic Original Soundcloud Version by Kaiserin Lyrics
[Intro]
Young Kaiserin in this bitch
Godlike
[Verse]
I'm bloodin', you crippin'
I'm tippin', you trippin'
I'm bussin, you missin'
Man, shut up and listen
My whole body glisten
Purple in my cup, what? (what?)
I'ma stay sippin'
Keep it [?], why? (why)
'Cause I'll catch you slippin'
My ass you stay kissin'
Man, stop all that frontin'
Man, stop all that bitchin'
Running from these hoes
Like I'm running from the po
Actavis all I pour
They be like "Whoa Kat, how you get the flow?"
"How you get all the chain, all the fucking gold?" (where?)
“How you get so much money it don't even fold?"
And I be like "Shit man, I don't even know"
My money fast while yours move in slow-mo
Plata o plomo, my heart made out of oro
Fuck out my line, nigga, asking for some promo
Fat blunts only nigga, skimps are a no-no
I told that bitch to meet up at ocho
Pull up and she a no-show
Had a lot of saying, now you ain't saying nothin' (where you at? huh, what?)
Now you can't speak? (what?)
I am so geek (what?)
Life is at ease, don't text me please
Look at my diamonds, you like how they gleam?
Feels like I just had three pints of codeine
Addicted to money, you addicted to me
I'm smoking strong, you smoking weak
If it ain't OG, don't pass it to me and
My dank so loud, it scream
I seen the unseen, stop asking what happened to me
All I know is progression
Keep a tech on me for protection
I'll leave you in the past, give a fuck about neglection
Nobody do it like me
Did I mention, I fuck with lil' Chris?
Man, I fuck with lil' [?]
You don't know my name?
Let me use it in a sentence
Young Kaiserin had to stay high every second
Stoner 101, gotta give these niggas lessons
I say what I want, so don't get offended
If I say something, just know that I meant it
My blunts are scented, your blunts are bented
Hoes do whatever for attention
You don't want no smoke
No you don’t want no attention
I got guns, I got roses
I take many doses
So much [?]
[?] slowness
Fuck stress, fuck your [?], nigga
Fuck you and fuck the rest
Fuck everybody who left
Fuck death
[Outro]
This shit is chaotic
I'm smoking on chronic
My money keep coming
It's coming like Sonic
These bitches demonic, I'm on it
I'm on a way, I'm hitting this stain
You think it’s ironic
It was yours I took it I got it
Young Kaiserin in this bitch
Godlike
[Verse]
I'm bloodin', you crippin'
I'm tippin', you trippin'
I'm bussin, you missin'
Man, shut up and listen
My whole body glisten
Purple in my cup, what? (what?)
I'ma stay sippin'
Keep it [?], why? (why)
'Cause I'll catch you slippin'
My ass you stay kissin'
Man, stop all that frontin'
Man, stop all that bitchin'
Running from these hoes
Like I'm running from the po
Actavis all I pour
They be like "Whoa Kat, how you get the flow?"
"How you get all the chain, all the fucking gold?" (where?)
“How you get so much money it don't even fold?"
And I be like "Shit man, I don't even know"
My money fast while yours move in slow-mo
Plata o plomo, my heart made out of oro
Fuck out my line, nigga, asking for some promo
Fat blunts only nigga, skimps are a no-no
I told that bitch to meet up at ocho
Pull up and she a no-show
Had a lot of saying, now you ain't saying nothin' (where you at? huh, what?)
Now you can't speak? (what?)
I am so geek (what?)
Life is at ease, don't text me please
Look at my diamonds, you like how they gleam?
Feels like I just had three pints of codeine
Addicted to money, you addicted to me
I'm smoking strong, you smoking weak
If it ain't OG, don't pass it to me and
My dank so loud, it scream
I seen the unseen, stop asking what happened to me
All I know is progression
Keep a tech on me for protection
I'll leave you in the past, give a fuck about neglection
Nobody do it like me
Did I mention, I fuck with lil' Chris?
Man, I fuck with lil' [?]
You don't know my name?
Let me use it in a sentence
Young Kaiserin had to stay high every second
Stoner 101, gotta give these niggas lessons
I say what I want, so don't get offended
If I say something, just know that I meant it
My blunts are scented, your blunts are bented
Hoes do whatever for attention
You don't want no smoke
No you don’t want no attention
I got guns, I got roses
I take many doses
So much [?]
[?] slowness
Fuck stress, fuck your [?], nigga
Fuck you and fuck the rest
Fuck everybody who left
Fuck death
[Outro]
This shit is chaotic
I'm smoking on chronic
My money keep coming
It's coming like Sonic
These bitches demonic, I'm on it
I'm on a way, I'm hitting this stain
You think it’s ironic
It was yours I took it I got it