Kataklysm

Watch yo back
Cause I might snatch ya
Karma Carti
Pissy pamper
Drag our body cross the map
I Nail him down with Karma Hammer
Clean em out
No arm and hammer
I'm not Dan
My drip still dapper
We been told you to stop all that

Cool down, let some bullets fan ya

We run up let these bullet fan em
Tax yo life cause shit ain't sweet
You would've thought that Karma Fanum
X the way they look at me
Karma walk in with a lantern
They know all I see is green
My cup filled to the brim
Match the purple all on me

Karma is evil just give him a hit
Karma calm down u keep glaring and shit
I move like a king on some arrogant shit
I'm kraving a hunt Karma Kraven the hunter
We pull up and stab you leave shank in your ribs
We Pull Up N Wreck I'm Big Sean in this bitch
We pull up N Wreck Dr. Connors and shit
Karma got casa house feel Ken in this bitch
Karma make plays Karma James in this bitch
Karma got flames Karma Ace in this bitch
Bullet roulette if you playing and shit
Think it's best if you start praying and shit

Thinks it's best if you start praying
After that bullets get spraying
Yuh yuh
Karma kame in like kid cudi
Karma kame in Mr. Raging
Yuh Aye
Karma walked in with the sauce
He should change his name to cajun
Yuh yuh
In my airpods playing voss
Imma leave em in amazement
Yuh aye



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Writer(s): Volker Tay
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