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karma2zz - batman vibez (feat. jmuney) lyrics

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pull up in this black on black she say it’s givin batman vibez
put kriss vectors on my glock make sure my clip maximized
how much money you make when you crack a 2 please let me know
slap the sport and watch the dif, i really watch motors blow
don’t take long to send a text, im like d+mn what she callin fo
gotta watch them n+ggas who be like bro you got all the hoes
i don’t pocket watch i never trip about my partner bag
i really get bucks i flew this knot and i make n+ggas sad
he mad that she playin karma2zz she like to shake her ass
them n+ggas be playing me, but they scared to give me congrats
i said this car kinda slow on google tryna find a fast one
next week i copped something fast, spook’l tell you bout my last
told a fine b+tch i was sleep, bout 5 o’clock i’m servin geeks
v8 engine 6.4 do my thing when it rain or it sleet
amg ain’t got no key, at 16 i knocked off a p
want the sauce it cost a fee, tap in with me with pnc
thick lil b+tch, she a freak, got me and 2zz sh+t on repeat
(unintelligible) hop out on feet, this 223 don’t skip a beat
lately i feel like i’m wop, put up the glock, bring out the chop
creep of sh+t just like a fox, he tried to run but lost his top
new ball benz skrrt off the lot, take the backstreet because it’s hot
she mad i ain’t call, but i forgot, you ain’t my b+tch you just a thot
bad lil b+tch gon hold the stick, might set you up because she’s sl!ck
don’t die thinkin with yo d+ck, big drake fry sh+t just like some fish
they know me now, she know my name, she like how i bounce lane to lane
karma got us a new strain, come shop with us we got that thing
q50 gon grip the ground you can’t keep up, so move around
tried to run, but caught a round now im skippin right outa town
he broke he can’t sell a pack, come f+ck with us that thing gon smack
cts is black on black park in the ave hop in the track
my boy scam for edd how you broke got a ppp
we ain’t steppin we gon see, we creep on sh+t like tlc
pull up on my geek and beep, i let him test it for the cheap
fine lil b+tch heard she a freak, i beat it up bust on her sheet
one leg up, and now she sleep, beat up the guts im in too deep
switch the whip and scratch the vin, windows black you can’t even see in
bad lil b+tch she got a friend, told her p up on me and twin
freak lil b+tch she off the hen, i f+ck her like im off a 10
switch the glock a different gen, me and karma did it again
switch the whip a different vin, me and jmuney here again
she gave me her pnc for 10 bands than she brung her friend
audi match my outfit i don’t really f+ck with srt’s
brand new glock a compact, glock 20 in 10 it shoot through trees
why you never call back, i just told a fine b+tch i was sleep, aye



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