Lyrics Karats - Drama Relax

Karats

Hop up in the foreign she love the Mazzi
I got one hand on the wheel, one hand her body
We gon' have to go to war if you wanna stop me man
In the lobby this shit ain’t a hobby
Yeah, she say she wanna turn up, she wanna party
I might pull up on the gram in a Kawasaki
Girl I heard you get too drunk, heard you getting sloppy
And I heard these rap guys always tryna copy
That’s why I gotta flex, yeah that’s why I flex
Got a check up on my neck, and it’s looking wet
I got karats on my neck, and it’s looking wet
All these karats on my neck, yeah this shit look wet
I look like a ref, I’m just sipping tech
Why they throwing shade, that’s a silhouette
See me switching lanes all off in the Mazzi or the Rari
Yeah she in my coup, but she gon' ride it like a Harley
Watch me, gotta watch me, they can’t stop me
Flex up on these niggas, diamonds flash like paparazzi
Scotty beam me up
Drama tell these niggas they not keeping up
Gotta bring a couple bands if you gon' be with us
YS whipping with the pan, I had to heat it up
Riding through the west side
We been getting hot, cause the checks high
Shorty wanna test drive
No gym, but I can teach you how to flex right
Yeah, I’m top five (top five)
I’m a rap guy and a pop guy (pop guy)
I won’t take the room if it’s not hot
All the weight, don’t mean this shit is lop sided
Yeah, and yo' girl is one sided
Wanna ride with me now she too excited
I don’t think they ever did the shit that I did
That’s why they ain’t sipping on the drink that I sip
Smoking on the shit that I’ve smoked (dope)
Yeah, promised mom that we ain’t going broke (nope)
All the flights I take, I’m really showing home
I’m really put in work, and boy I know, I know
I know, I know, me against them it ain’t even close no mo'
And my last girl, we ain’t even close no mo'
Man this can’t be it, boy I really know there’s more
That’s a hundred K
And she looking back yeah, told her bring her friends
I just blew a bag yeah, spent that on a fit