k A R m a

S.O.S
S.O.S
Shordy tryna wootup erkyana will I give it to her?
Yes I guess
Yes I guess
Paparazzi flashing, taking pictures I ain't in the mood
My Shawties smell like karma when we coming through

I put her on Madonna then she take a snooze
I don't think that's designer you a faker dude(Okay)
Remind them boys to make a move
On timing and you know its true
Might fly the lil bitch to Peru

Sick as the fuck like "achoo"
And we gon slide on the Cops too
I'm number one in the top two
And after you finish ya' job bitch I gotta block you(shawt I jus wanna fuckit)
Came off the bench and I got me a bucket
Boy you a kid go and get you some money
I jus stand in the rain
Them boys krams and they lame

S.O.S
S.O.S
Shordy tryna wootup erkyana will I give it to her
Yes I guess(Hurt em')

Yes I guess
Paparazzi flashing, taking pictures I ain't in the mood(Hurt em', Hurt em')
Got em running got em tripping the way I'm throwing shot call me Scottie Pimpin
Why he chatting got em missing
Cut em up just to see what he bleeding
His girl Haitian you know what that be bout Pussy Jamaican you know what that cream bout (Fra,fra)

Just know he got hit in his ligament
And he wimping
Call em Heffley
No diary(Silly lil kid)
Sheesh, sheesh
Back to back got me feeling like drake
He op so we dropping the rates
My tool foreign got em runinng in place
He inna forest so we dumping at gump
Like don't run,do trip

Why is ya bitch all over my dick?
Got her slurping off a yerky
She doing tricks i ain't know that'll hurt me
Back flip like Shawty doing burpees
Heart attack call me hugh Hefner on surgery

Oh my god!(Headshot,Headshot)

S.O.S
S.O.S
Shordy tryna wootup erkyana will I give it to her?
Yes I guess
Yes I guess
Paparazzi flashing, taking pictures I ain't in the mood
My Shawties smell like karma when we coming through



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Writer(s): Khi Howell
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