Karma, Pt. 2 Waka Flocka Flame
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[Intro]
Always a part two to this shit
I don't trust shit, fuck these niggas and these bitches
You heard part one
I don't trust shit, fuck these niggas and these bitches
Here go part two motherfucka
Brick Squad
Bow, bow, bow, bow
[Chorus]
Father God have my back, I see karma coming back
I see karma coming back, I see karma coming back
Father God have my back, I see karma coming back
I see karma coming back, I see karma coming back
Father God have my back, I see karma coming back
I see karma coming back, I see karma coming back
Father God have my back, I see karma coming back
I see karma coming back, I see karma coming back
[Verse]
All this shit I did coming back around
I ain't gon stop 'til he in the ground
Headshot a pussy, that's a man down
Momma always working, daddy not around
So I'm gang bangin', click hangin', set trippin', hoppin' out the whip
Renegading, diamonds yellow, they lemonading
Block of roaches, I exterminate 'em
10 bands, that'll terminate 'em
New aves, had to renovate 'em
You a hater, pocket watchin', tryna count my paper
Pocket rocket came with a laser
Ice him now, catch his brother later
All I know his grand and stack the paper
Mix the purp and yellow, nigga I'm a Laker
I ain't like him then, I don't like him now
If I want his chain, they gon lay him down
Smoke volume by the half o' pound
Waka Flocka love them gun sounds
Shooters, got 'em on speed dial
I'm a rich nigga shoutin', "Fuck trial"
Try me, click-clack, bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
Always a part two to this shit
I don't trust shit, fuck these niggas and these bitches
You heard part one
I don't trust shit, fuck these niggas and these bitches
Here go part two motherfucka
Brick Squad
Bow, bow, bow, bow
[Chorus]
Father God have my back, I see karma coming back
I see karma coming back, I see karma coming back
Father God have my back, I see karma coming back
I see karma coming back, I see karma coming back
Father God have my back, I see karma coming back
I see karma coming back, I see karma coming back
Father God have my back, I see karma coming back
I see karma coming back, I see karma coming back
[Verse]
All this shit I did coming back around
I ain't gon stop 'til he in the ground
Headshot a pussy, that's a man down
Momma always working, daddy not around
So I'm gang bangin', click hangin', set trippin', hoppin' out the whip
Renegading, diamonds yellow, they lemonading
Block of roaches, I exterminate 'em
10 bands, that'll terminate 'em
New aves, had to renovate 'em
You a hater, pocket watchin', tryna count my paper
Pocket rocket came with a laser
Ice him now, catch his brother later
All I know his grand and stack the paper
Mix the purp and yellow, nigga I'm a Laker
I ain't like him then, I don't like him now
If I want his chain, they gon lay him down
Smoke volume by the half o' pound
Waka Flocka love them gun sounds
Shooters, got 'em on speed dial
I'm a rich nigga shoutin', "Fuck trial"
Try me, click-clack, bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
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