[intro]
Mika gave you this one
[Chorus: Karma]
Getting that money be vital (Vital)
Karma, karma, come back around, I earned my title (Rid round)
Pedal bike ride with Michael Ramsey (Rid round), rammie got loads of titles (Ching)
Like Ri-Ri bored and dip-dip bored and roll with the nank on cycles (Dip-dip-dip)
[Verse 1: Karma]
If you're on me, I'm on you, I'm gonna dip you down and that's final (I will)
Oppositions and rivals (Ay) they see me and run (Run)
Know they can't slow down, they're like Lionel Richie
Your voice sounds deep on tracks, but when I back my nank, it's all high and pitchy (Pussy)
Fuck with who? Man them guys all bitchy (Pussies)
I'll put nanks in necks, see it turn red and it ain't no hickey (Dip, dip, ching)
See, when it comes to the beef, ask my bro I get way too itchy
Buck my opp and he's moving quickly (Fast)
Opps some patties, ay, wait, hold on, don't @ me (Don't do it)
I ring trap, giddy, get cash, fell in love with the trap like Freddy and Daphne (Trap king)
Cornish corn gonna turn man pastie (Bow)
Wet a nigga up like pasta, skeng love smoke so we name it Rasta (Bow, bow, bow)
Don't move too gully, I'm way too bunny, I'm suttin' like Buster (Too bunny)
Put my nank in your back, dip, splash, affect your structure
Long nank in a long sleeve jumper, might just put him on a short sleeve shirt (Dead boy).
I'm all down for the filthy dirt, if you're on bro, better kill me first (No)
But there's no point of trying
Heart of a lion, might roam your turf (I get round)
With Lil Uzi Vert, grip that ting, man boot and burst (Boom, bow)
Mika gave you this one
[Chorus: Karma]
Getting that money be vital (Vital)
Karma, karma, come back around, I earned my title (Rid round)
Pedal bike ride with Michael Ramsey (Rid round), rammie got loads of titles (Ching)
Like Ri-Ri bored and dip-dip bored and roll with the nank on cycles (Dip-dip-dip)
[Verse 1: Karma]
If you're on me, I'm on you, I'm gonna dip you down and that's final (I will)
Oppositions and rivals (Ay) they see me and run (Run)
Know they can't slow down, they're like Lionel Richie
Your voice sounds deep on tracks, but when I back my nank, it's all high and pitchy (Pussy)
Fuck with who? Man them guys all bitchy (Pussies)
I'll put nanks in necks, see it turn red and it ain't no hickey (Dip, dip, ching)
See, when it comes to the beef, ask my bro I get way too itchy
Buck my opp and he's moving quickly (Fast)
Opps some patties, ay, wait, hold on, don't @ me (Don't do it)
I ring trap, giddy, get cash, fell in love with the trap like Freddy and Daphne (Trap king)
Cornish corn gonna turn man pastie (Bow)
Wet a nigga up like pasta, skeng love smoke so we name it Rasta (Bow, bow, bow)
Don't move too gully, I'm way too bunny, I'm suttin' like Buster (Too bunny)
Put my nank in your back, dip, splash, affect your structure
Long nank in a long sleeve jumper, might just put him on a short sleeve shirt (Dead boy).
I'm all down for the filthy dirt, if you're on bro, better kill me first (No)
But there's no point of trying
Heart of a lion, might roam your turf (I get round)
With Lil Uzi Vert, grip that ting, man boot and burst (Boom, bow)
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!