Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Karma, artist - Money Man. Album song Nameless - EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Circle, EMPIRE
Song language: English
Karma |
Bad bitch callin' my phone from a number unknown |
I won’t' answer her calls |
No shark she be using her jaws |
She be suckin' on a nigga like straw |
She gon' ride like sayin' hee haw |
I’ma hustle with the gang T. I |
Talk to a spirit like I’m E5 |
Spend 20 band aids up in G5 |
They killed a cool homie on the east side |
Ain’t nobody finna sleep till we ride |
I’ma shoot the air make a bonfire |
Turn his shirt red like some hair dye |
House smelling crazy all the gas in it |
If you try and burglarize get smashed in it |
A-1 nigga no bad business |
In the club I’m surrounded by bad bitches |
In the streets im surrounded by bad hitters |
The shit too accurate |
Cut the bitch off cause she fuck too average |
Lost 20k bettin' on the Falcons |
Finna put a grow up in Stone Mountain |
Made a M in keep countin' |
Got weed so loud it sound like shoutin' |
Got a house for the money and a house for the ounce |
I remember when I hit a lick and somebody hit me that shit was Karma |
We were young tryin' to run up them commas |
Made a trip to the west meet a farmer |
Did that shit for my son and my daughter |
Gotta keep me a fire and some armor |
I can’t wait to shoot way harder |
I can’t write on the bitch I’ma startle her |
BC permanent just like a marker |
Left you niggas off like a barber |
You sleep in the trap after hours |
Come for money the bill like a monster |
Pull up with grenades and rocket launchers |
Independent I don’t have a sponsor |
So they don’t want a nigga to prosper |
I’ma do that shit anyway I got a bag atleast I sold 10 today |
CP in home I just ran off on rent today |
Need me a whip I try to buy or rent an Escalade |
Went out to Denver in my latest escapade |
Ran up a check nigga let it resonate |
I’m a fly nigga I need me a reginae |
Need me a Dreka I feel like Kevin Gates |
Me and my niggas are one we can’t separate |
I had no hoe I had to run it up solo |
I stood on the corner in dirty ass polo |
She bounce on my dick up and down like a pogo |
She said she don’t strip she just dancing for Go-go |
She said it’s for college keep that on the low low |
I know that she strip so she ain’t gotta lie to me |
I’m getting rich off the reefer they buy from me |
Keep that shit loyal and don’t ever switch sides on me |
Bad bitch callin' my phone from another unknown |
I won’t answer her calls |
No shark she be using her jaws |
She be suckin' on a nigga like straw |
She gon' ride like sayin' hee haw |
I’ma hustle with the gang T. I |
Talk to a spirit like a efi |
Spend 20 band aids up in G5 |
They killed a cool homie on the east side |
Ain’t nobody finna sleep till we ride |
I’ma shoot the air make a bonfire |
Turn this shit real like some hair dye |
I’m smelling crazy all the gas scented |
If you try and burglarize get smashed it |
A-1 nigga no bad business |
In the club I’m surrounded by bad bitches |
In the streets im surrounded by bad hitters |
The shit too accurate |
Cut the bitch off cause she fuck too average |
Lost 20k bettin' on the Falcons |
Finna put a grow up in Stone Mountain |
keep countin' |
Got weed so loud it sound like shoutin' |
Got a house for the money and a house for the ounce |