karoshi tarantino – just fine lyrics
[hook: karoshi tarantino]
mama we’ll be just fine
imma make it this time
imma make my wrist shine
b+tch i’m on the incline
check the score, we up 10
pulled up in the black benz
off the dome b+tch, f+ck pens
i know we’ll be up then
i’m the young n+gga with the mothaf+ckin’ wrist shine
shootin out the window, we don’t stop until the b+tch die
imma cop a bag and then imma make the b+tch mine
when i’m finna leave her, n+gga imma make the b+tch cry
b+tch we on your block wit the muf+ckin sticks up
b+tch we uppеd the score, why your homie gеtting picked up
big mac 10, n+ggas know i keep that b+tch tucked
n+ggas talking sh+t but that n+gga got his b+tch f+cked
[verse: karoshi tarantino]
imma ride around the whole city with a k
b+tch i’m out in cali, leave a n+gga in the bay
dropped my old b+tch, she ain’t appreciate the hay
n+gga talking sh+t, had to get him out the way
1 n+gga talking sh+t
2 to his face
3 n+ggas pick him up
4 on my waist
imma put that b+tch on the wall like a spray tag
said my music trash, how the f+ck can he say that?
50 racks for the coupe, b+tch imma pay that
all my b+tches getting paid, n+gga f+ck a wage gap
all my b+tches 16, n+gga f+ck an age gap
b+tch look like vana white like i’m pat sajak
bullet to his dome, that sh+t looking like a wave cap
opp n+gga said it’s up, p+ssy n+gga say that
feeling like i’m travis scott, n+gga f+ck a way back
b+tch wanna leave me, lemme get my cake back
label wanna offer me a bag, imma take that
n+ggas want a rack for a verse, imma take that
once a young n+gga get some bread, imma bake that
b+tch wanna offer up some p+ssy, imma take that
imma take that
b+tch i’m in the club throwing ones, she gon’ shake that
whole club cleaning up the racks, where the rakes at?
turn a p+ssy n+gga to a burger at the shake shack
riding ‘round the atl in a maybach
spin on they mothaf+ckin’ block, that was payback
imma go and load the chop up, n+gga stay back
imma go and shoot the house up when the safe cracked
got back in the rari, almost crashed on the way back
opp n+ggas hopped out the car, we gon’ spray back
we gon’ spray back
we gon’ spray back
[interlude: michael barina]
ayo karoshi
i know you’re a big fan
so i’m gonna give you a shoutout
you can screen record this
so you got a shoutout
[hook: karoshi tarantino]
mama we’ll be just fine
imma make it this time
imma make my wrist shine
b+tch i’m on the incline
check the score, we up 10
pulled up in the black benz
off the dome b+tch, f+ck pens
i know we’ll be up then
i’m the young n+gga with the mothaf+ckin’ wrist shine
shootin out the window, we don’t stop until the b+tch die
imma cop a bag and then imma make the b+tch mine
when i’m finna leave her, n+gga imma make the b+tch cry
b+tch we on your block wit the muf+ckin sticks up
b+tch we upped the score, why your homie gettin picked up
big mac 10, n+ggas know i keep that b+tch tucked
n+ggas talking sh+t but dat n+gga got his b+tch f+cked
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