Karma
4s, 4s, 4s, 4s, flyest Hound, y'all know what the fuck goin' on
Fuck Ray Pizz, and it's not fuckin' around, GDK
GwokkK, all that shit K
Fuck is you talkin' about, nigga?
GDK, nigga, fuck nigga
Ah
Grrah, enough is enough, bitch
I'm with 5, we bendin'
Like if I said it, on bro, I meant it
Why is my name in your mentions, nigga?
Your mans died and you on the benches
They know what I'm representin'
Posted up in the hood like an engine, bitch
Thootie walk in the party (Damn)
I'm in this party with G19 on my body, who gonna harm me? (Like damn)
I'm on the block with like five hundred steppers, on bro
We move like an army (Army)
We do the drillin' calmly
Tilden first, then Garvey (Garvey)
The fuck is a PFA? Bitch, I am GDK, they know what's up (PFAK)
Ty Blixk almost was a blunt, I'm so mad we ain't send him up (He shot)
I don't care 'bout an OY, I want him shot if he live up the block
Catch AJ, make him bop, Jeff got hit in his top (AJ)
Bitch
G27 my body, DB ridin' shotty, Ray Makk the aroma
Like we mixin' T's up with Tony
Headpop, look at his brains, macaroni ('Roni)
She-she cannot line me, she linkin' the G every time
She know Ruger is on me (Fuck)
Jay G in the cut with a .40, so he try to slide
We subtractin' his homie (Like damn)
Who movin' phony? Couldn't catch him, we threw at his brodie (Brodie)
Dee got Zack, I'm totin' Cody
Three G's in the back of the stoley (Grrah, stoley)
And we smokin' on Ty Blixk leg, why the fuck is they dissin'?
They gettin' me fed (Ty Blixk)
Jah Jah Staxks talked to the feds
Bro backed out in his cell 'cause he fled (Out of the floor)
And we comin' to throw
He not ready for war, then we shoot up his crib
Sheik the Wooo, Gotti, I swear he don't miss
DS double the G, I be clutchin' my fist (Layo)
I'm with some shooters that's spillin' your gouda
These niggas ready to oot at your ooter (Word to bro)
We do not play with computers
Who that in the back? Tell bro move 'em (Move 'em, bitch)
I'm with 5, we bendin'
Like if I said it, on bro, I meant it
Why is my name in your mentions, nigga?
Your mans died and you on the benches
They know what I'm representin'
Posted up in the hood like an engine, bitch (Like damn)
Fuck Ray Pizz, and it's not fuckin' around, GDK
GwokkK, all that shit K
Fuck is you talkin' about, nigga?
GDK, nigga, fuck nigga
Ah
Grrah, enough is enough, bitch
I'm with 5, we bendin'
Like if I said it, on bro, I meant it
Why is my name in your mentions, nigga?
Your mans died and you on the benches
They know what I'm representin'
Posted up in the hood like an engine, bitch
Thootie walk in the party (Damn)
I'm in this party with G19 on my body, who gonna harm me? (Like damn)
I'm on the block with like five hundred steppers, on bro
We move like an army (Army)
We do the drillin' calmly
Tilden first, then Garvey (Garvey)
The fuck is a PFA? Bitch, I am GDK, they know what's up (PFAK)
Ty Blixk almost was a blunt, I'm so mad we ain't send him up (He shot)
I don't care 'bout an OY, I want him shot if he live up the block
Catch AJ, make him bop, Jeff got hit in his top (AJ)
Bitch
G27 my body, DB ridin' shotty, Ray Makk the aroma
Like we mixin' T's up with Tony
Headpop, look at his brains, macaroni ('Roni)
She-she cannot line me, she linkin' the G every time
She know Ruger is on me (Fuck)
Jay G in the cut with a .40, so he try to slide
We subtractin' his homie (Like damn)
Who movin' phony? Couldn't catch him, we threw at his brodie (Brodie)
Dee got Zack, I'm totin' Cody
Three G's in the back of the stoley (Grrah, stoley)
And we smokin' on Ty Blixk leg, why the fuck is they dissin'?
They gettin' me fed (Ty Blixk)
Jah Jah Staxks talked to the feds
Bro backed out in his cell 'cause he fled (Out of the floor)
And we comin' to throw
He not ready for war, then we shoot up his crib
Sheik the Wooo, Gotti, I swear he don't miss
DS double the G, I be clutchin' my fist (Layo)
I'm with some shooters that's spillin' your gouda
These niggas ready to oot at your ooter (Word to bro)
We do not play with computers
Who that in the back? Tell bro move 'em (Move 'em, bitch)
I'm with 5, we bendin'
Like if I said it, on bro, I meant it
Why is my name in your mentions, nigga?
Your mans died and you on the benches
They know what I'm representin'
Posted up in the hood like an engine, bitch (Like damn)
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Writer(s): Olatunde Fasheun, Dylan Robertson, Kaleb Wilson
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