[Intro: Kid Capri & Kendrick Lamar]
New Kung Fu Kenny
Ain't nobody prayin' for me
Y'all know, what happens on Earth stays on Earth
Here we go!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a fuck
[Verse 1]
Am Bm
I'm willin' to die for this shit
C
I done cried for this shit, might take a life for this shit
N.C. Am
Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shit
Bm C
D.O.T. my enemy, won't catch a vibe for this shit, ayy
Am Bm
I been stomped out in front of my mama
C
My daddy commissary made it to commas
Am
Bitch, all my grandmas dead
N.C.
So ain't nobody prayin' for me, I'm on your head, ayy
Am
Thirty millions later, know the feds watchin'
Am
Auntie on my Telegram, like, "Be cautious!"
Am
I be hangin' out at Tam's, I be on Stockton
N.C.
I don't do it for the 'Gram, I do it for Compton
Am
I'm willin' to die for this shit, nigga
Am
I'll take your fuckin' life for this shit, nigga
Am
We ain't goin' back to broke, family sellin' dope
Am
That's why you mainey-ass rap niggas better know
[Chorus]
Am F
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
Em G
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
Am F
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
Em
They won't take me out my element
G7
Nah, take me out my element
[Verse 2]
Bm(let ring)
I'm allergic to a bitch nigga, ayy
An imaginary rich nigga, ayy
Seven figures, ho, that's slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin' digital and physical on all y'all, ayy
Bunch of criminals and money in my phone calls, ayy
Bm Bm
We okay, we let the A1 fly
Bm
Relocate, jump on the same G5
Bm
Checkin' for me heavy 'cause I go, yeah, I go, yeah
Bm
They never been ready—yeah, I know, yeah, know, yeah
Bm
100K spread across the floor, 'cross the floor, yeah
Bm
None of y'all fuckin' with the flow, yeah, the flow, yeah
Bm
Years in the makin', and don't y'all mistake it
Bm
I got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' about races
Bm
You know this'll never be a tie, just look at their laces
Bm
You know careers take off, just gotta be patient
Bm
Mr. One through Five, that's the only logic
Bm
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only option
[Chorus]
Am F
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
Em G
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
Am F
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
Em
They won't take me out my element
G7
Nah, take me out my element
[Bridge]
Am
Damned if I do, if I don't (yuhhh)
G
Goddamn us all if you won't (yuhhh)
Am
Damn, damn, damn, it's a goddamn shame
G
You ain't frontline, get out the goddamn way
[Verse 3]
N.C.
Niggas thought they wasn't gonna see me, huh?
Niggas thought that K-Dot real life
Was the same life they see on TV, huh?
Niggas wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?
Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we need receipt, huh?
'Cause most of y'all ain't real
Most of y'all gon' squeal
Most of y'all just envy, but jealousy get you killed
Most of y'all throw rocks and try to hide your hand
Just say his name and I promise that you'll see Candyman
Am
Because it's all in your eyes, most of y'all tell lies
Am
Most of y'all don't fade, most of y'all been advised
Am
Last LP I tried to lift the black artists
N.C.
But it's a difference between black artists and wack artists
[Outro: Kendrick Lamar & Kid Capri]
Am F
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
Em
It's the one and only, the world's greatest, the Kid Capri
G
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
Am F
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
Em
They won't take me out my element
G7
Nah, take me out my element
