[Pre-Chorus: KC Purp]
Ayy, I just spent my money on some dumb shit
I'm too sick to talk so I let my wrist do the talking
Walk in
Never come in second like Buzz Aldrin
Up in space and never coming back I’m aeronautic (God damn KC)
If a lame tries switching on me we gon' have some problems
Stupid bitches fucking with my life, girl you obnoxious
You's a bitch and oh your daddy should’ve used some condoms
I'm too good for this, I'll never break like pinky promise

[Chorus: KC Purp]
Bitch I'm classy we gon' make some trouble at the opera
I'm gon' be the top of every single music genre
I just need my Swedish bank to read a couple commas
Bitch I pack the pressure, bring the heat like it's a sauna

[Verse 1: KC Purp]
I wanna fuck on your bae
I wanna run up my check in the bay
Carry my homies with me like a tray
Mom used to tell me that this was a phase
Not now, everyday
KC boolin’, getting praise (ayy)
Never getting lost up in the sauce like it’s a maze (ayy)
I do not have any Kryptonite
I'm getting lucky like bingo night
I’ll leave you itching, mosquito bite
I'm off the lean, off the dirty Sprite (ayy)
'Nother level, I'm so hot just like the Devil
And you can’t see me like Cena
Glowing up like I am Neville (ayy)
KC Purp, the ultra-nerd, I taught myself the shit
Built a following all by myself, so let me talk my shit (ayy)
I'm gon' keep on working 'til my momma quit her job (please)
I'm gon' turn my family from some humbles into snobs (jeez)
I got the keys like a locksmith
I do not talk to the toxic
You fuckboys some pests I'll spray you what they spray the crops with
My shooter packing the chopstick
This ain't a game, we an optic
I'm a keep waiting my turn in the fame, making beats while I sit watch the clock tick
I'm the rapper and producer my shit is symbiotic
My wrist dripping, dripping underwater it's aquatic
I make songs you bump your head to, that shit is melodic
Always in the studio like I'm a workaholic
[Chorus: KC Purp]
Bitch I'm classy we gon' make some trouble at the opera
I'm gon' be the top of every single music genre
I just need my Swedish bank to read a couple commas
Bitch I pack the pressure, bring the heat like it's a sauna (it's a sauna)

[Verse 2: Moxas]
Bitch I bring the heat like it's a motherfucking sauna
Don't fuck with nobody think I'm gonna move to Ghana
And I chief the reefer, leaf that weed, that marijuana
They be steady lying so I Scar 'em like Mufasa
Bitch you could never compete with me (ayy)
[?] to you doesn't equal me (ayy)
I got it right on my hip and I'm ready to pull it and launch it like Pikachu (ayy)
But I'm eager to eat it, they beat it to pieces and leave 'em all tweaking, I see in they face
So they are not ready for war with a boy that is vicious like me so they doing the race
Better run, better run run
I don't really want to do it 'em, but I think I gotta do it to 'em
Wanna speak on my damn name, it's a piece of motherfucking trouble at the opera, better keep it moving
And I know that you know that me and KC are a problem
If you fuck with us then it's some trouble at the opera

[Chorus: KC Purp]
Bitch I'm classy we gon' make some trouble at the opera
I'm gon' be the top of every single music genre
I just need my Swedish bank to read a couple commas
Bitch I pack the pressure, bring the heat like it's a sauna (it's a sauna)