HOW YA FEEL?

Karma, karma, karma, karma, karma, karma (yeah)

This how these bitches feel (feel)

When a young **** come thru (yahh)

Countin' up all these bills (big bills)

And none of this shit ain't for you (yeah)

You poppin' dirty seals (huh)

I got my shit yeah brand new

This how these bitches feel (feel)

When that karma come through (come thru, come thru)

Most of these bitches get piped, they just want the pipe, don't wanna get wifed (wifed)

Most of these bitches get piped, they just wanna bite, they don't wanna fight (yeah)

Told my young **** get right, you tryna come up, then boss up your life (yeah)

I was in the trap all day, baggin' that shit by night

I got lean, wock, qua

I like toseí for the price

I'm at CVS, tryna hit a jugg, ho' I might

All these xannies pressed, try to hit a jugg and you might die (you might die)

Most of you **** rock knock offs

Big ass sig knock your head off (sig)

Feel like Syd, got the Osbatt tee

Counting up birds in the Bergdorf (brrr)

Hop in the truck and I burn off, huh

Shawty wanna fuck, we could flirt off

Most y'all **** ain't high like me

I'm still tryna wash the perc off (perc)

I got these hoes on Smirnoff, huh

Big ass butt make her twerk off (twerk)

I got some **** that's ready to slide

I'm boutta send the alert off

Run in your house, 556's all in your spouse (wait)

I put that dick in her mouth (wait)

I got some weight, ain't no drought (hey)

I'm boutta pull it right out (wait)

Then I'ma lay on the couch (wait)

I see a opp, crouch (wait)

I'm on the floor like a mouse (yeah)

All of my hoes they nine's, eight's

You hoes is tired, late

I put a hole in your tyre (wait)

I'm 'bout to violate

Throw my keys at the valet, then I'ma shoot some b-roll (b-roll)

Give me that head like chemo, huh

Give me that bread like Deebo

I had different types of bitches pullin' up, how you ain't see those?

I'm in the back countin' c notes

Big bag, gotta reload yeah

Huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah (yeah)

I got these hoes in the lobby

Turn a Monday to a Friday (yeah)

We 'bout to party, huh, we catchin' a vibe, aye

They tryna Ménage, aye

They tryna Ménage a- (boom)

That's too bad, I might cut these **** off

Cut the bitches off

Cut some **** off

Cut some bitches off

I might cut you **** up

Cut some bitches up

I done came in with a, yeah, huh (yeah)

I done came in with a glock, I done came in with a ounce

Bitch you fuckin' with a boss, ain't no problem airin' out

When they see you at the top, why they trynna bring you down? (I guess)

This how these bitches feel (feel)

When a young **** come thru (yahh)

Countin' up all these bills (big bills)

And none of this shit ain't for you (yeah)

You poppin' dirty seals (huh)

I got my shit yeah brand new

This how these bitches feel (feel)

When that karma come through (come thru, come thru)

Most of these bitches get piped, they just want the pipe, don't wanna get wifed (wifed)

Most of these bitches get piped, they just wanna bite, they don't wanna fight (yeah)

Told my young **** get right, you tryna come up, then boss up your life (yeah)

I was in the trap all day, baggin' that shit by night

I got lean, wock, qua

I like toseí for the price

I'm at CVS, tryna hit a jugg, ho' I might

All these xannies pressed, try to hit a jugg and you might die (you might die)