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lirik lagu karma / i’m back – promi$e (promise)

[chorus]
karma it’s a b*tch
i’m tryna get bands, i’m tryna get rich (yeah*uh)
you can’t ride without your cl!ck (fah, fah)
but i’ll post up with all my sticks (yeah*uh)
yeah that karma it’s a b*tch (b*tch)
all this ignorance is bliss (yeah*uh)
tryna tell you, “you a b*tch” (a b*tch)
i never left home without my mitt (yeah*uh)
cook that lil’ boy up like grits (fah)
your b*tch nasty, smell like fish (yeah*uh)
her name karma, know she snitch (she snitch)
smoke that gas, don’t smoke no spliff (yeah*uh)
come with me, hop in my ship (skrrt)
goin 180, take a lift (yeah*uh)
n*ggas just hate, i been the sh*t (yeah*uh)
call my shooter, he don’t miss (yeah*uh)

[verse 1]
n*ggas just hate, cause i got this gift (yeah)
they ain’t f*ckin with my sh*t (yeah)
i been makin all these bands (yеah)
i got no time to be in the mix (yеah*uh)
stay on my grind, been makin’ these hits (yeah)
think i’m on some other sh*t (yeah)
don’t run up, cause i keep these clips (fah)
you’ll get zapped just like a rift (fah, fah, fah, fah)
i done watched these n*ggas shift (yeah)
they like, “p how you do this?” (yeah)
roll my weed inside this dutch (yeah)
ain’t got no time to drink no fifth (yeah*uh)
if there’s problems call up twin (yeah)
i know he comin’ with that stick (yeah)
he kept talkin’ all that sh*t (yeah)
had to let him know karma’s a b*tch (yeah*uh)
[chorus]
karma it’s a b*tch
i’m tryna get bands, i’m tryna get rich (yeah*uh)
you can’t ride without your cl!ck (fah, fah)
but i’ll post up with all my sticks (yeah*uh)
yeah that karma it’s a b*tch (b*tch)
all this ignorance is bliss (yeah*uh)
tryna tell you, “you a b*tch” (a b*tch)
i never left home without my mitt (yeah*uh)
cook that lil’ boy up like grits (fah)
your b*tch nasty, smell like fish (yeah*uh)
her name karma, know she snitch (she snitch)
smoke that gas, don’t smoke no spliff (yeah*uh)
come with me, hop in my ship (skrrt)
goin 180, take a lift (yeah*uh)
n*ggas just hate, i been the sh*t (yeah*uh)
call my shooter, he don’t miss

[verse 2]
you sad and n*gga just keep being mad (yeah)
talkin’ that sh*t and my gang on your ass (your ass)
pushing’ this weight, i been pushin’ this bag (woah)
hop in the beemer and we goin’ fast (skrrt)
your b*tch on my tip, n*gga go do so math (some math)
i feel like a teacher, i’ll take ’em to class (cha*ching)
i’m high, i’m off this gas (d*mn)
she fine, yeah she too bad (d*mn)
got racks, these n*ggas mad (mad)
yo b*tch’ll be badder if she had some ass (like what)
my shawty so bad and her ass really fat (fat)
we spinnin’ your block with a k, with a strap (strap)
been talkin too much, man these n*ggas be cap (like what)
we cannot be coo’ n*gga, don’t give me dap
d*mn, i think i’m back (i’m back)
you think that you tough, know that we can scr*p (scr*p)
all black truck and we keep on the mask (mask)
walk with a band, strap up on my lap
don’t want none man please step back (back)
steppin’ on top of these n*ggas like shaq (shaq)
these n*ggas gon’ hate, know this for a fact (fact)
air force ones on me all black
talk that sh*t and you gon’ get jacked (jacked)
i got the audi, push it to the max (skrrt)
all of my gang, know we got racks (the racks)
you f*ckin’ with us, know we keep the pack (pack, pack)
countin’ my money, gotta keep it stack
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas, they shatter like glass (glass)
you smokin’ on boof, but we smokin’ bag (bag)
if you wanna feature then come with some thrax (thrax)
n*ggas keep hating, but i’m speakin’ facts
i’m feelin’ like rondo, hit ’em with a pass (a pass)
ran her mouth, but i already smashed (smashed)
off of this addy, man i’m goin’ fast (fast)
stayin’ in first, never come in last (last)
i’m cruisin’ with gang, always blowin’ bag (bag)
i can’t stop yeah that’s a fact (fact)
we too turnt, i say we back (we back)
b*tch i’m, b*tch i’m (aye, aye friska)
b*tch i’m back

- promie promise

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