Letras
Im tryna live it right
Know karma gon get me again
I'm fuckin' her all night
Im beating that shit like a band
My wrist like a Klondike
Get a lil taste of this shit she a fan
Im tryna live it right
Know karma gon get me again
I'm fuckin' her all night
Im beating that shit like a band
My wrist like a Klondike
Get a lil taste of this shit she a fan
Uh, get alil close to this shit if you can nigga
Can't fuck w that boy he a dead nigga
One of them ones that made it out and ain't turn fed nigga
One of them niggas that really went through it and still break bread nigga
Put you in position you fuck up that bread it's on you
I got them bands in a loop
I see him pocket watchin' he gon' lose
I got that pocket rocket in my shoe
Even against karma can't lose
Been at the red light for like 5 minutes
Made like 5 bands on these dudes
I know it's been a min since you came round
Been thinkin' crazy bout you (yea)
Know you in the clouds
Just lookin down, (damn)
Nigga I told you I'll hold this shit down, i made the family proud
They know whenever this shit go down I'll be the first one around
I ain't even passed by ya grave my nigga
Don't feel like you in the ground
Everything mf changed my nigga ever since you not around
But fuck it im makin' shit shake my nigga
Wether they want me around or not
I just might pull up and pull out a knot
Thinkin' you fam but really you not
Im tryna live it right
Know karma gon get me again
I'm fuckin' her all night
Im beating that shit like a band
My wrist like a Klondike
Get a lil taste of this shit she a fan
Im tryna live it right
Know karma gon get me again
I'm fuckin' her all night
Im beating that shit like a band
My wrist like a Klondike
Get a lil taste of this shit she a fan
(uh, uh, yea)