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who r u talking to?! - karmamøb lyrics

[chorus]
who is you talkin’ to, who is you pressing?
you ain’t gon talk about sh*t when i’m present
i kick a b*tch head off his shoulders like tekken
issbrokie too thick so my legs be my weapon
if you wanna feature you’ll get that in credit
[?], the method
do your homework, how issbrokie be steppin’
i can’t f*ck with you, you can’t f*ck with my brethren

[verse 1]
i been that b*tch on the block since i was seven
we running that back cause that b*tch got em’ sweatin’
he said he want beef at the 7/11
i bet that he leave before i hit the exit
but he finna see why they call me a legend
i step on his [?], like that boys had a fetish
if he tryna link i’ma tell that boy bet
hit his head with brick like we about to get wetted

[verse 2]
pause
karma some dogs matter of fact we got rats they attach to our paws
and your b*tch like the swag so she giving me top
got [?] clapping while i’m hitting it raw
shawty sent me a snap, she wanna snack on my b*lls
y’all ain’t dissin’ on tracks cause y’all don’t got the gall
it is not a news flash that i’m better than y’all
cause lil shawty [?]
[verse 3]
everyday b*tch, i feel like mans don’t got sh*t on issbrokie, y’all constipated
gotta my momma so stoked that her daughter made it
oppas rapping like sh*t, so their fathers hate it
got a call from your shawty to ride my face
and i was gon’ make her cum, but i got impatient
after she made me cum, sorry skate
and now she mad at me, but i’ma holler later

[verse 4]
sorry i got a d*ck, whip
that son of the b*tch, clip
fat [?]
heat blast [?]
got the beat slappin’, will smith
minecraft, building bricks
haters made i’m rich
pockets fat, [?]
h*lla [?]
i got h*lla racks, target

[chorus]
who is you talkin’ to, who is you pressing?
you ain’t gon talk about sh*t when i’m present
i kick a b*tch head off his shoulders like tekken
issbrokie too thick so my legs be my weapon
if you wanna feature you’ll get that in credit
[?]
do your homework, how issbrokie be steppin’
i can’t f*ck with you, you can’t f*ck with my brethren
issbrokie
[outro]
yuh, yuh
b*tch!
i recorded this verse in richie merch
ay!

- karmamob lyrics

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