This is a song about "K pop"

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

It's not hip-hop, it's pop

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

This is the part where we run hip hop

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

She take two man one time

K tryin' to explain, fake rappers are on the reign

I turned into something they never became

With anything you need, i'm young k to the fucking scene.

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house