"Good Karma" lyrics
Bae, I'm good karma
I took you from right up under him, he wasn't being humble
He had you, but like a ball, he dropped you when he fumbled
He thought he was too high to fall, then his ass tumbled
You deserve more than that
Wobble when she walk because her ass just so damn fat
And when I be in it, I tell her to throw it back
She told me you was small, you couldn't reach in her guts like that
How we be fuckin', she said y'all ain't never fuck like that
Boy, you a fake gangster, she said you ain't even cut like that
Why you cappin'?
You beat her ass, you think you tough, you ain't no savage
Try that shit on a real nigga and watch what happen
She put make-up on 'cause you bruised her
Think you a winner because you won, nigga, you a loser
You ain't gon' understand what you missing until you lose her
'Cause she got kids, you don't think another nigga gon' choose her (Stupid)
But I'm here to tell you wrong
I'm the nigga gon' pay attention every time you don't
And I'm the nigga gon' look out for her every time you won't
Treat her like a queen, all designer things
Ass look good in dresses, but it sit tighter up in jeans
Squirted on the sheets and left my boxers filled with cream
Girl, I'm what you need, uh, listen to me, please
I'm tryna come over, so can you tell him to leave?
And I know you ain't feelin' right
Cheatin' on the nigga even though he wrong, you ain't that type
Fuckin' with him so long, this nigga been wasting away your life
Fuck with a rich nigga, I'ma buy you pearls and ice
I'ma take you out on flights, I'ma take you out on dates
I'ma do the shit for you I know he won't because he can't
I'ma bring you flowers, I'ma catch you if you faint
After I hook you, I like the way you walk 'round the house up in my tank
Yeah, that little shit, I like it
The way that pussy taste so good, I just might bite it
And when you text my phone, I get so excited
And when you hug me, I hold you the tightest
I can't make this song about you, I ain't even write it
Said everything I felt about you 'cause I couldn't type it
Shoot my shot through Instagram, feel like I was snipin'
Up in vanish mode, conversation is closed
Shit up in vanish mode
Our conversation closed
Between me and you
Let's go
I took you from right up under him, he wasn't being humble
He had you, but like a ball, he dropped you when he fumbled
He thought he was too high to fall, then his ass tumbled
You deserve more than that
Wobble when she walk because her ass just so damn fat
And when I be in it, I tell her to throw it back
She told me you was small, you couldn't reach in her guts like that
How we be fuckin', she said y'all ain't never fuck like that
Boy, you a fake gangster, she said you ain't even cut like that
Why you cappin'?
You beat her ass, you think you tough, you ain't no savage
Try that shit on a real nigga and watch what happen
She put make-up on 'cause you bruised her
Think you a winner because you won, nigga, you a loser
You ain't gon' understand what you missing until you lose her
'Cause she got kids, you don't think another nigga gon' choose her (Stupid)
But I'm here to tell you wrong
I'm the nigga gon' pay attention every time you don't
And I'm the nigga gon' look out for her every time you won't
Treat her like a queen, all designer things
Ass look good in dresses, but it sit tighter up in jeans
Squirted on the sheets and left my boxers filled with cream
Girl, I'm what you need, uh, listen to me, please
I'm tryna come over, so can you tell him to leave?
And I know you ain't feelin' right
Cheatin' on the nigga even though he wrong, you ain't that type
Fuckin' with him so long, this nigga been wasting away your life
Fuck with a rich nigga, I'ma buy you pearls and ice
I'ma take you out on flights, I'ma take you out on dates
I'ma do the shit for you I know he won't because he can't
I'ma bring you flowers, I'ma catch you if you faint
After I hook you, I like the way you walk 'round the house up in my tank
Yeah, that little shit, I like it
The way that pussy taste so good, I just might bite it
And when you text my phone, I get so excited
And when you hug me, I hold you the tightest
I can't make this song about you, I ain't even write it
Said everything I felt about you 'cause I couldn't type it
Shoot my shot through Instagram, feel like I was snipin'
Up in vanish mode, conversation is closed
Shit up in vanish mode
Our conversation closed
Between me and you
Let's go
