Karmakazi

(Dulie Beats)
She gotta help me out
Need to find a new route
Left my girl in the south
With some gold in my mouth
She to me like ground to feet and I'm just tryna dance
The moon my solace, through the pale moonlight I see these plans
Can't see where I land, might be in ya bae
Her knees on the sand while she giving me brain
I still can't hear what the fuck is you saying
She sounding melodic when saying my name
How you only doing this shit for the fame
Do this for the fam so I gotta get paid
She talk too much, I mute it
Eyes stay zooted, aim at you and shoot it
Gunning you down and I piss on your grave
Popping these sedatives, piss on your face
They're calling us reckless, we can't behave
Get popped in your mouth, better watch what you say
Gang on the block, tell your bitch it ain't safe
Don't let 'em talk to me no kind of way
They're getting shit popped like every day
Can't hide from the truth, we're 'bout to go ape
Me and my, we look like gorillas
Foreign with figures, we're rocking the Bape
Tell all the kids it ain't safe, out in these streets yeah
Nah we ain't playing
Can't do a feature, fuck is you saying
Stealing your beats and your bitch on the gram
Stealing your date, keep her entertained
Popping these xans with Ziku and Bre

Trade a body in for a body
It's a body party, feeling karmakazi
Got a couple jaw-dropping shawties waiting in the lobby
They know where to find me
Play shit for what it's gon' be
With my plain jane bitch, she riding on D
Why they play the same shit, on my meat banging
Ball with the gang bitch, I'm an OG
It's kamikaze over commas
Taking these bodies like I'm fucking commerce
Stuffing all this money into my bottoms
Got some hundreds that I keep to the budget
Playing shit for what it's gon' be
With my plain jane bitch, she riding on D
Why they play the same shit, on my meat banging
Ball with the gang bitch, I'm an OG

I've been moving like a pilot
Suicidal for the game
Fast life stuck on private
Drop the top, let it bang
Popping molly like tags
Butterfly pill with gas
Pop a perc on the plane
Might just die when I land

Kamikaze over commas
Can't take no more of her drama
Closing the door on all of my mommas
I'm tryna pop cause Pops is a rockstar
Steppin' outside and got shaded for
This been the moment I'm waiting for
Blocking the hate like a Trellidor
I could do more than impossible
Popping pills since Ritalin
Pop a Penicillin then I'm killing 'em
Put the riddle in, gotta get with it
Stuff my dividends, I can't fit 'em in
They're saying it wrong like Vetements
Mandela be my only Benjamins
Dead presidents give me leverage
Prayers missing, heaven far from forgiving
Your bitch singing like a Prima Donna
Uni-bomber Imma die with honor
This sound dirty like the name I call her
Wife a supermodel like I'm Ian Connor
Pearl harbor at the jewelry store
Imma die for this like Tookie knows
On the gang is who I do it for
Imma die for mine and I ride on yours like

Trade a body in for a body
It's a body party, feeling karmakazi
Got a couple jaw-dropping shawties waiting in the lobby
They know where to find me
Play shit for what it's gon' be
With my plain jane bitch, she riding on D
Why they play the same shit, on my meat banging
Ball with the gang bitch, I'm an OG

I've been moving like a pilot
Suicidal for the game
Fast life stuck on private
Drop the top, let it bang
Popping molly like tags
Butterfly pill with gas
Pop a perc on the plane
Might just die when I land



Credits
Writer(s): Jayden Monteiro
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