[Verse 1: Karma]
I feel like James (Bond)
I really want a golden gun
Finna go off when we aim and point
We're tryna get more than a hole in one
Slap that!
Hear that clap!
Squeeze that strap like a black girls bum
Mans chest’s get bun like he’s drinking rum
Fried that man get a late night tan
You don’t need no sun (You don’t need no sun)
Every time I’ve been on the opp block man I’ve seen most of their members run
They dart we dip trynna get a mans down
Baby don’t buzz this time we come (Don’t do it)
I love violence and funds we're good together like cheese and bun
Trap
Trap
We trap we’re dealing with things
Opp two shank tryna send a man kings
You can't bench tryna send a man gym (no way)
Trap phone doing up Crazy frog that’s Ring Dinga Ding Ding!
Tryna hit stains got severed that link
Burn that bridge give a fuck what you think
Long coat when i step with the ting no pimp
Caught opps dripping kids on whips
Them man washed they’re way to rinsed
Aiming to kill tryna shave mans wig
Aim for the gwop cause I wanna be rich
Opps stop talk like I run through bitch
They're wanna be gangsters but
Oh well
We all know that they ain’t on piss
We take does risks
Word to Trizz
Us man crazy and we’re skitz (Psycho)
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