[Intro – Spoken] Yeah... Black gloves. Purple smoke. R on the chest. Giovanni on the throne. Y'all know what time it is. They call me King Koff... 'Cause I leave motherfuckers Weezing. --- [Verse 1] Walk in the spot with a cough and a grin, Purple smoke hanging, got death on the wind. Whole room freeze when I step inside, Like everybody know somebody 'bout to get fried. Rocket in my blood, ain't no changing the script, Bad habits, black mask, got venom on my lips. You battle for glory, I extort for a living, Y'all worried 'bout morals, I'm just stacking my winnings. Sludge Bomb bars, every verse contagious, Whole crowd sick, now they all look anxious. You ain't built for the smoke, better stay in your lane, One deep breath and you'll never breathe the same. Arbok hanging low like a heavyweight chain, Cold motherfucker, I don't play no games. Talk slick till your whole squad wheezing... They call me King Koff... 'Cause I leave ya Weezing. --- [Hook] King Koff. Mask low. Smoke thick. Whole damn room getting poison-sick. King Koff. R's up. No peace. Venom in my lungs, poison in my speech. King Koff. Still scheming. Still eating. One deep breath... Now the whole damn block Weezing. --- [Verse 2] Black-lung prince, born in the haze, Every bad decision put me where I stand today. You throwing fists, I'm pulling strings, You chasing clout, I'm buying kings. Aqua drowned. Magma burned. Plasma preaching lessons they ain't never learned. Galactic wanna reboot space and time, Rocket already took what's yours and mine. Boss make moves, I carry 'em out, Never needed fame, I just needed the route. No fake halos, no righteous disguise, We tell you we're villains while looking you dead in the eyes. Y'all sell dreams. I sell nightmares. Funny how both got buyers. --- [Bridge – Spoken] Everybody wanna play gangster... Till the smoke gets in their lungs. Then it's coughing... Running... Begging... Too late. --- [Verse 3] Gas in my lungs, I adapted to hell, Now I breathe that shit better than anybody else. Every lock got a weakness, every vault got a key, Every city got somebody doing dirt for me. You chasing likes. I'm chasing leverage. Whole operation moving with military precision. By the time they know something missing, I'm already halfway to another commission. Purple haze floating under neon lights, Windows down while we cruise through the night. The world call me toxic. Good. Means the warning worked. Cause every time I show up, Somebody getting hurt. --- [Final Hook] King Koff. Mask low. Smoke thick. Whole damn room getting poison-sick. King Koff. R's up. No peace. Venom in my lungs, poison in my speech. King Koff. Still scheming. Still eating. One deep breath... Now the whole damn block Weezing. --- [Outro – Whispered] No heroes. No mercy. No antidote. Just smoke... ...and bad decisions. R's up.
