[Intro]
Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t (Kai on the sticks)
Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t (Kai on the sticks)
Kai on the sticks, but the— (Ay, what?)
Kai on the sticks, but the— (What?)
Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t (Bitch)
Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t (Bitch)
Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t (Bitch)
Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t (Huh, huh)
Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t (Huh)

[Chorus]
Look, Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t play
Movin' hits like bricks, call it pure cocaine
Hit the bitch one time, but no, I won’t stay
Kickflip these lines, way a n***a gon' skate
On 25 beats, kill 'em all one day
Farmin' EXP for the EP—can’t wait
Make a CD, tease at E3, new game
N***as see streams, count 'em like sheep, stay sleepin' (Huh, huh)

[Verse 1]
Look, I do not condone n***as tryna impress
The Rollies and Pateks they usin' to flex
I'm rollin' these verses like sushi—what next?
They ready to eat, 'cause the table be set
I'm feeding the people, I work for UN
But the difference is I get a share of the bread
Is it fair that I care, that I’m way too ahead?
'Cause the comp lookin' soft, got no hair on the chest, huh
I handle this shit with finesse
I’m Tiller, but minus the singin', I guess
Time the releases so I get a check
So I get the green
I run back on D, put the 3 to my head
But none of these n***as be makin' me sweat
So the levels are evident—put it to rest
I’m better than all of you
Stash up the pillows, let’s put it to bed
[Chorus]
Look, Kai on the sticks, but the kid don’t play
Movin' hits like bricks, call it pure cocaine
Hit the bitch one time, but no, I won’t stay
Kickflip these lines, way a n***a gon' skate
On 25 beats, kill 'em all one day
Farmin' EXP for the EP—can’t wait
Make a CD, tease at E3, new game
N***as see streams, count 'em like sheep, stay sleepin'

[Bridge]
Too damn clean
And a n***a too mean
But you know I ain’t average
Chasin' them Gs
In a race for the cabbage
Never low steam
Energy too rapid
Game gettin' ran, and the team straight lappin'
So the team stay laughin'
Done with the has-beens
Done, they be washed up
Kai got it locked up
I got my stocks up (What?), yeah
Yeah, I got my stocks up
Yeah, I got my—
[Verse 2]
Kai killin' every rapper, no it ain’t a threat
That’s a guarantee
'Cause apparently
Everybody claimin' they the one to beat
So I gotta show 'em who KE
Young John Wick, killer energy
Every single n***a be an enemy
Even if he sayin', from another planet
Ice him, like a freezer, if he step to me
Uh, I could really slay a God, yeah
Probably like two or three, yeah
Stark blood in the veins, with the wolf fangs
And my iron clean, yeah
Take a n***a bride-to-be
That’s just me doin' what I do
I got the sauce, I got the juice
Whole damn fridge filled to the roof
(Filled to the—) Filled to the brim, I’m in the booth
I got the mic, stu gon' produce
Dave on the mix, shit goin' cray
Squad on the move
Avi in the room
Loadin' up the clip
AR gon' shoot (Brrt)
Now you n***as gone mute (Phew)
Good thang that Kai really be super hot wit' the tunes, huh
Good thang that Kai really be super hot wit' the— (What?)
Look, I’m runnin' back like I’m Lynch
Get a bag when I show, then I dip and get back to the mic
They hatin' the track, and Usain, I’m whack
'Til I grab the baton and I’m off takin' flight
I write outta spite
Shakin' shit up like a bottle of Sprite
So when we explode, they gon' know I was right
From pop to prosecco, we’ll drink every night
And maybe the labels buy into the hype
And maybe they send me an offer to sign
And honestly, I know that I would be lyin'
If I say that I would decline
'Cause I need to monetize
Every single verse
Every single song
On the hard drive
In the Mac files
In the chat log
If the numbers low
Got the stats wrong
That’s fine, though
It won’t take long
'Til KE be the next star
Rappin' worldwide
And I’m on tour with the gang live
Showin' CEOs how the kid shine like (What?)
Bitch
God damn