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HELLO Lyrics by KARMAMØB

KARMAMØB, VOL. 1

2024

[Intro]
Buck, should I get it?
[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
Uh, uh
Hi! Hello!
Hangin' out the whip wit' a mo'fuckin' pole
Got some bullets squirtin' out the gatling gun to ya ho
Feelin like a Super Saiyan, see the way my skin glow
Gettin' pot
I don't got no opps
But it's fuck the cops
Shawty gawk
Speeding up like Mach 5 like oh my god
You's a not
I've been sipping wok
Until I can't walk
Like a thot
After getting cocked
From me in a squat
[Verse 1: ISSBROKIE]
Doin squats on the meat
Like plap-plap, shawty drop on the D
Shoutout Jen, yeah, that's the prod choppa B
Like the top of a countertop always dropping [hot?] broccoli
Bitch I'm feelin' like a god off the Z-A-Z-A
I eat a V like PKA like DK bitch I'm really D1
Yo' shit be hittin' weak just like DA
I might hit 'em with a freeze frame
Droppin' firе like a heatwave
Gеttin' money, I just do it for the sport like EA
[Verse 2: Cacity]
Makin' cocaine
Let my coat hang
Got a new chain
Louis V, had to tote on this whole thing
That is no way
Bag fresh like a Colgate
As an update
I'ma change in a good way
Not a bad way, but a new way
Every Tuesday
All you motherfuckers make me feel disgusting (dis-goost-ing) (okay)
Got a bad bitch, she my boo thang
I'm assumin'
Livin' like a motherfucker who is boomin'
[Verse 3: Jenx2]
Stepped into the studio, I got a beat to murder
Everybody ran away because they just can't up my aura
Gave that mo'fucker a map because he lookin' lost like Dora
I got water on my fit, I'm like the new Legend of Korra
I got drip on my neck, ho, I'm lookin' like a landslide
If he talk shit blow yo' top just like a landmine
Everybody want a photo on the come up, I ain't plan mine
You ain't even eatin', bitch, you ain't gon' get a damn dime
[Verse 4: Xo Dru]
(Ayy)
Lookin' at the haters from a motherfucking bird's view
Too fly, too high to spend timelapse, curfew
Talkin' 'bout the racks on me, you can eat a cart, too
I got the greens, got the beans, what can I do to serve you?
I pull her hair, I guess I'm on her nerves too
We might, we might, [uncertain?] and unnerve who
Couldn't care less, I'ma end up in the dirt, too
I'ma spread wings like the motherfuckin' bird flu
Talk to me B
Rock with the beast
SWAT the whole team
Six undefeats
Stop droppin' tweets
This life is sweet
Been nice to meet
The spice, the sweet
The ice, the heat
The thrice, repeat
The thighs [?]
Ain't nobody here as nice as me
The Nike 3s
I'm too discreet
The titty pic for the nightly streaks
My gas increased
The body Greek
Can't stop the freak
Shawty tryna fuck the night with me (Yuh)
I'ma- I'ma clean my room, it's nice and neat (Yuh)
W-W-We just smokin weed from 9-3 (Yuh)
Yea, I hit a Ross and fucked the Sheeva
[Verse 5: SSJ Daki]
Bitch I- Bitch I am the definition of an issue
Choppa got a cough and sneeze, it need a tissue
All these niggas talk to talk, just let the lips move
Choppa let you talk to god, [?] Vishnu
You get discontinued like Toys R Us
Please don't toy with us
'Cause we pop opps on the regular
M-O-B the squad
LeBron [?] we catchin' cod
[?], how I'm feelin' like the best that ever balled
[?]
'Cause I pack two summersaults
Niggas love me 'cause I'm fucking on they bitches when they gone
Call her Choji way she eat up on the dick and my balls
Sorry, homie, that's why I never trust a bitch, before going for that cake
I'ma [?] in my face
All I know is gas pedal, I can never catch a break
I know her ass hit 'em if he talkin' on the gang
Bitch we throwin' cash medals, 'cause these bullets finna rain
Fuck up out my place (Ayy)
[Chorus: ISSBROKIE]
Uh, uh
Hi! Hello!
Hangin' out the whip wit' a mo'fuckin' pole
Got some bullets squirtin' out the gatling gun to ya ho
Feelin' like a Super Saiyan, see the way my skin glow
Gettin' pot
I don't got no opps
But it's fuck the cops
Shawty gawk
Speeding up like Mach 5 like oh my god
You's a not
I've been sipping wok
Until I can't walk
Like a thot
After getting cocked
From me in a squat
[Outro: SSJ Daki]
Bitch I- Bitch I am the definition of an issue
Choppa got a cough and sneeze, it need a tissue
All these niggas talk to talk, just let the lips move
Choppa let you talk to god, [?] Vishnu
You get discontinued like Toys R Us
Please don't toy with us
'Cause we pop opps on the regular
M-O-B the squad
LeBron [?] we catchin' cod
[?]
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