Karma - Gameplan

Ayyy, nigga that's a
Ayyy, nigga that's a game plan
Ayyy, nigga that's a, aye
Ayyy, nigga that's a game plan

Get ready, see how fast nigga, I'm tryna make bands
Ayyy, nigga that's the way
Ayy, nigga that's a game plan
Get ready, see how fast nigga, I'm tryna, eye

Make bands
Nigga that's the game plan
Get ready, see how fast nigga, I'm tryna make bands
I got Rui on this belt, make a road nigga bitch break dance

All these niggas always trippin, better watch where your face lays
I got a pistol in my pocket, if Brody don't want it give it up
Give me the money and the keys and I'll let you keep your guts
Shoot niggas through the trees and niggas think I'm nuts

But these niggas know I ain't with squirrels so I don't give a fuck
I'ma be in these, the way I'm hanging with these raccoons
This nigga think he tough cause he got a brand new tattoo
Soft niggas, I really slap you

Steady on the chase, pussy nigga don't let me catch you
BVS, his pearls are the rhinestones
If I see him on your neck, nigga I'm taking him back to my home
Nigga you are not a threat, I will shoot at you and drive slow

Ayy, all these niggas they are my homies
Chewing out the wig, full automatic, buzz my eyes closed
Saw the nigga in the leg, I ain't even mean to do it twice though
I need a bad thicc bitch, and ice spice hoes

So she can do her little dance or ride it like a bike bro
Yeah, nigga, I like those
Go and shake that ass baby, do it on the damn pole
Damn, I really hope you and your man hoe

I don't got it
Nigga wait, ayy, do it for the green
Nigga wait, ayy, I'm finna sip the lean
Nigga wait, ayy, I'm finna smile some weed

Ayy, for the bands hoe
Ayy, nigga, that's the way
Ayy, nigga, that's the game plan
Get rich young, fast nigga, I'm tryna high

Make bands
Nigga, that's the game plan
Get rich young, fast nigga, I'm tryna make bands
I got Louis on his belt, make a road nigga, bass break dance

All these niggas always trippin', better watch where your face lands
I got a pistol in my pocket, if Brody don't wanna give it up
Give me the money and the keys and I'll let you keep your guts
Shoot niggas through the trees and niggas think I'm nuts

All these niggas know I ain't with girls so I don't give a fuck
I'm abandoned, the way I'm hanging with these raccoons
All these niggas think he tough cause he got a brand new tattoo
Pass off, niggas, I really slap you

Steady on the chase, pussy nigga, don't let me catch you
BVS, the spirals or the rhinestones
If I see money all night, nigga, I'm taking them back to my home
Nigga, you are not a threat, I will shoot at you and drive slow

Ayy, all these niggas, they are my hoes
Chewing out the weed full automatic, both my eyes closed
Shot a nigga in the leg, I ain't mean to do it twice though
I need a bad thicc bitch, a nice spice hoe

So she can do her little dance or ride it like a bike pro
Yeah, nigga, I like those
Go and shake that ass, baby, do it on a damn pole
I really hope you're into me, I hope

Written by:
antoni hill

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