Karma Squidnice (Ft. 917 Rackz)

($quidnice)
Yeah
Trapping
Lemme tell you what I like
Yeah, yeah
I like
Bitch, grrt


I like bad bitches
Hop in the foreign the fast whippin
Pack flippin
Niggas snitchin i dont wanna chat with them
Sleep by myself, carry a stick by myself
GA right under my belt
These hallows be givin em hell
Torch em, scorch em
Lost em, awesome
I put em right in the coffin
Opps in this spliff got me coughin
Red dot, red dot
Thats another dead opp
Givin out headshots, headshots
You dont wanna get dropped
Yall niggas chat for the internet
You dont really bend blocks
You niggas lying for bitches, you dont really get gwuap
Trap like the store, do you wanna shop
Got the whole kitchen smellin like roc
I been trappin i cannot stop, yeah
Do whatever for the gwuap
I get a lot, came from the bottom
Now i got more money nigga more problems
Yea we got a couple Glocks and we got revovlvers
If you spin we gon spin back nigga call it karma