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karmamøb - worried bout nobody! lyrics

[intro]
oh, boy, another gen beat
probably gonna have a really, really loud 808
and i’m probably gonna yell on it
so if you’re sensitive to either of those things
cover your ears, i guess, or just stop being a p+ssy
yeah, yeah, okay ([?])

[pre+chorus]
lil’ b+tch, i ain’t worried ’bout n0body (never)
i ain’t give a f+ck, that’s her in vain
you want a rapper yo’ skin like i’m in (in)
i wanna race it, there’s some kinda tint in, uh
i take a booster from anybody
y’all might straight up ignore the existance
come up, mama, my only assistance
f+ck, i come up, i’m here in this instance, uh

[chorus]
why would i care ’bout a pop, f+ckin’ they throat
homie, you b+tchless (woah)
they said that i wasn’t the one, made ’em look dumb
now i got riches (yeah, yeah)
but she prayin’ on her book on my bus, where are your funds?
where is yo’ interest? (brrr)
walk a beat like i hate that i’m rough, ayy
don’t hate on my opponent and tell her i’m spittin’, uh
[post+chorus]
physically thin, mentally sick
that be the title i live with
getting yo’ b+tch, [?]
drool over my thoughts of her d+ck, wait (woah)
i’m in that b+tch
taste her like chick before i lay it, b+tches (uh)
i got a stick
and i’ll revenge, if i got any problems, i’ll fix it (oh)

[verse 1]
i ain’t ever dealt with a problem, i can’t go
k!ll the money, then yo’ mother from usin’ an iphone
y’all remember i was seventeen poppin’ a [?]
whatever’s in the heavens, i didn’t like those
’cause the b+tch could’ve died if i wasn’t quite low
havin’ to mount, the time’s only what, like 4
play smoke to perform, now my wrists like gold
and a buddy never told me he was drinking, like go

[verse 2]
lol, b+tch, i ain’t worried ’bout you, you should do better
matter of fact, i’m only worried ’bout [?]
rap fact, i’m only rappin’ to move better
my buddy’s rapsheet, i might hit [?]
learnin’ to shoot better, i heard yo’ b+tch sayin’, “you better”
hit me back, shawty was mad, i responded with only a few letters
i had her screamin’ her [?]
[pre+chorus]
lil’ b+tch, i ain’t worried ’bout n0body (never)
i ain’t give a f+ck, that’s her in vain
you want a rapper yo’ skin like i’m in (in)
i wanna race it, there’s some kinda tint in, uh
i take a booster from anybody
y’all might straight up ignore the existance
come up, mama, my only assistance
f+ck, i come up, i’m here in this instance, uh

[outro]
physically thin, mentally sick
that be the title i+l+l+live with
getting yo’ bi+b+tch, [?]
drool over my thoughts of her d+d+d+ck, wait (woah)
i’m in that b+tch
taste her like chick before i lay it, b+tches (uh)
i got a stick
and i’ll revenge, if i got any problems, i’ll fi—

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