Bad Karma Lyrics

Uhhh

Bro got a bad problem with authority

Think he got bad karma

Said you could do anything you put your mind to, this if you really wanna

I told my brother to give me a minute

He actually a roadrunner

He got a lot of shit and he been stressing

He think he got bad karma

These niggas wanna be gang til they realize they ain't made for it

My youngun will shoot up the party

Depending on how bad his day going

You can't be safe if an accident happen

No this is not State Farm

I heard you niggas be asking for the real, you have to wait for 'em

Yeah, yeah, yeah

All my niggas with the drama

Think that I got bad karma

Still I'm running up the commas

Comma, comma, comma, comma

I be the main stunna

Call the dawgs to put you under

Choppa say like na, na, na, na, na, na

Na, na, na, na, na, na

Yeah, you know every time I get the load in

These niggas watching, these niggas folding

And I got a melody to break the code

I gotta bring in a load

My nigga made a mil off the phone

I couldn't do it alone

You know my brother hot that mean that

I'm hot I'm riding drop top

With the (Wooooo)

But I say fuck it, I'm damned if I do or I don't

Shawty bouncing that ass like a donk

Ride through the city

My face always A1

I'm still posted with day one

Now they know they gotta respect what I'm charging

Said I do this too often

Take it back to the loft

I did not have to bargain

Run it up, ain't no pausing

All my niggas with the drama

Think that I got bad karma

Still I'm running up the commas

Comma, comma, comma, comma

I be the main stunna

Call the dawgs to put you under

Choppa say like na, na, na, na, na, na

Na, na, na, na, na, na