Chow Mane - Kamikaze Lyrics

So many commas I'm going kamikaze
So many commas I'm going kamikaze
This is my dynasty, no Illuminati
Stacking up piles of green like it's hot wasabi
So many commas I'm going kamikaze
Rollin' up sticky like it was Katamari
Bitch I'm on fire, I cremated my body
Just for the commas I'm going kamikaze

Confucius said the river slow and so I flow retarded
This for my artists and brokenhearted who smoke regardless
My blunt the size of Cartman
I heard you talking, I'm bouta find you, don't need a Garmin
My bars are gnarly
My breath smell like garbage from a Martian
She saw my garments, she in a state of trance like I'm Armin
Hammer the whip
My arm in your wallet and your bitch
I'm bout the Charmin like I'm the shit and I'm very wet
Drippin' to be exact
Dipped in some butter like calamari, you know the story
Lil' kid I was struggling, I couldn't play Atari
Now my momma is ballin' and now my clothes are stormy
Next step is suicide doors, I call it harikari
My style Harajuku, don't make me Marmaduke you
'Cuz I'm a dog, I might hit your girl with the Kama Sutra
We chuggin' syrup like Super Troopers, appearance is super duper 'cuz now
I got money taller than Oompa Loompas

So many commas I'm going kamikaze
So many commas I'm going kamikaze
This is my dynasty, no Illuminati
Stacking up piles of green like it's hot wasabi
So many commas I'm going kamikaze
Rollin' up sticky like it was Katamari
Bitch I'm on fire, I cremated my body
Just for the commas I'm going kamikaze

Far as I see I'm the only one with heart to act like cardi
I feel like Vince Lombardi, my bowl is super charging
My mind on Rick and Morty, I took a sip of forty
I should be vibing shortly, come to my island shorty
She in the water I'm diving in and I'm finding Dory
I power forward like Robert Horry, I'm here exploring
The walls of glory and every morning my shoes imported
'fore I gorge on porridge with shredded pork and a metal fork
I'm slappin' Weezy and Drama, the second Dedication
To make these bangers need hard work and medication
No time for meditation, I just don't have the patience
My mind exasperated, my flow is spicy Cajun
Shrimp money, I'm gettin like Mr. Krabs
Sugar sugar you with knowledge they call me young Baby Bash
Sprinkle 'em with the flavor I got me hella Mrs. Dash
Pockets big as airbags, I ain't never had to crash, but

So many commas I'm going kamikaze
So many commas I'm going kamikaze
This is my dynasty, no Illuminati
Stacking up piles of green like it's hot wasabi
So many commas I'm going kamikaze
Rollin' up sticky like it was Katamari
Bitch I'm on fire, I cremated my body
Just for the commas I'm going kamikaze