Текст песни: Karma + перевод

Yea, un-huh, ha, free «Benji»

Free «Kuntry», Rest In Peace «Lee»

Hook

Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where n****s

Die so I stay with a stick, love making music I

Stay in the booth n****s mad at me now cause

I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k with

My clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I won’t

Make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds hella

Cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded

With piss, Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where

N****s die so I stay with a stick, love making

Music I stay in the booth n****s mad at me now

Cause I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k

With my clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I

Won’t make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds

Hella cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded

With piss

Look, a lot of b*****s did me shady, a lot of

N****s tried to play me, i’m still screaming free

My cousin «Kuntry» even though my family going

Crazy, you f**k with my clique you’ll get hit by

My shooters ain’t no need for me to make a diss

I need a vacation away from this negative s**t

Really need to take a trip, these b*****s be

Telling lies on me, these n****s be telling lies too

I can’t let no n***a ride on me, as soon as I see him

I’ma shoot, I got a b***h that could dance, we both

Got them fans so you know we both got them bands

I got a b***h that got plans she horny as f**k right

Now she got her hands in my pants, I fell in love with

Haurache’s, you fell in love with a thotty, I just let the

B***h top me cause I ain’t really like her body

Diamonds got a n***a lit, I feel like the s**t, and I ain’t

Even got a potty, love all my n****s cause I already

Know they got me, shout out to «Benji» that’s bobby

Shout out to «Benji» that’s «Bobby», yo life a game

My n***a, that s**t older than «Atari», don’t f**k with

My gang lil n***a, if so then you gone feel sorry, yo

Life a game my n***a, that s**t older than «Atari»

Don’t f**k with my gang lil n***a, if so then you gone

Feel sorry

Hook

Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where n****s

Die so I stay with a stick, love making music I

Stay in the booth n****s mad at me now cause

I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k with

My clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I won’t

Make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds hella

Cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded

With piss, Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where

N****s die so I stay with a stick, love making

Music I stay in the booth n****s mad at me now

Cause I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k

With my clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I

Won’t make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds

Hella cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded

With piss

Look, I started off with just a nickle but now I got

Green like a pickle, f**k with my team leave you

Crippled, I ball for that green b***h I dribble, I stay

With that steam cause I’m little, you run up on me

You gon' wish you never ran up on me, I’ma kill you

And your homie, f**k all the phonies, shout out all

My homies, these b*****s ain’t want me but now

They all on me, «Buka» my brother my slash shooter

Put that on my mother we got mad rugers, bought

A rollie like I had to do it, now I can’t wait til I get it

Flooded, diamonds on me I don’t never tuck it, I dare

A n***a to try to touch it, I’m getting money you live

Off a budget, your b***h all on me said she wanna

Suck it, almost said f**k it, I was f*****g bugging

To get bread as a younging was selling onions, even

Mamma couldn’t tell me nothing, she was talking but

I didn’t listen, said I might get shot if I don’t go to

Prison, f**k a opp I hope he end up missing, f**k a

Cop cause I ain’t with the snitching, if a nigga dissing

Shells what i’m sending, yo life a game my n***a, that

S**t older than «Atari», don’t f**k with my gang lil

N***a if so then you gon' feel sorry

Hook

Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where n****s

Die so I stay with a stick, love making music I

Stay in the booth n****s mad at me now cause

I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k with

My clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I won’t

Make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds hella

Cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded

With piss, Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where

N****s die so I stay with a stick, love making

Music I stay in the booth n****s mad at me now

Cause I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k

With my clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I

Won’t make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds

Hella cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded

With piss

Yea, karma, what goes around comes back around

I call that karma, I don’t know who I could trust, I

Done did bids for n****s, I done put my life on the

Line for n****s, it’s like none of that s**t even

Matter, s**t crazy, every time I turn around I can’t

Trust nobody cause n****s doing me shady, that’s

Why I call that s**t karma, what goes around comes

Back around I call that s**t karma, remember that

Never forget it