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kay kari - all ma fault remix (feat. tb stacka) lyrics

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[chorus]

why they wanna say it’s all my fault?
why they wanna say it’s all my fault?
why the f+ck you calling on my phone?
i told you that we’re done, leave me alone
kari, he a real stunna, he got rick all up on his coat
she a bad b+tch, she like fashion, i’mma vetements that ho
nah, i swear we had it all
then you f+cked it up, now i’m screaming, “f+ck ’em all”

[verse 1 + kay kari]

now i’m sipping lean, so it’s easier to fall
i told her if you have a problem, make sure you give me a call
i ain’t got a second option, gotta give this sh+t my all
went from nothing to something, so you can’t blame me when i ball
why they talking sh+t? it’s all they ever gonna do
take off the roof on the coupe, we’re playing unreleased lone
take off the roof in the club, when they playing all my songs
they ain’t day one, now they come back acting like they owed something
i told my bro tb, hit the gas, don’t use no brakes
it’s a h+llcat ting, if these p+ssies wanna race
man, i drank too much, take my keys, i can’t even feel my face
fed chase, going fast, pray to god that i make it
[verse 2 + tb stacka]

why they wanna say it’s all my fault? (huh)
b+tch, i keep my diamonds in the vault (huh)
n+++az getting lost up in the sauce (huh)
she do what i want, she take it off
b+tch, i’m bossed up
don’t come ’round me acting like i owe some
i like black clothes like i’m in the f+cking o or some
how you shaking ass in the back? lemme throw some
sad n+++a spreading rumours like a ho or some
beefing ’bout girl? homie, you beefing yourself
n+++az fake as f+ck, man, i swear they need some help
kari in the ‘rari going crazy, you can tell
if i said sum, n+++az starting sing like adele
what the f+ck?

[chorus]

why they wanna say it’s all my fault?
why they wanna say it’s all my fault?
why the f+ck you calling on my phone?
i told you that we’re done, leave me alone
kari, he a real stunna, he got rick all up on his coat
she a bad b+tch, she like fashion, i’mma vetements that ho
nah, i swear we had it all
then you f+cked it up, now i’m screaming, “f+ck ’em all”



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