KARMAMØB sh*t! lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh-yuh-yuh

[Chorus]
Rollin' out with KarmaMob
We driftin' through yo' block
We be packed inside the tour bus because we 'boutta rock
We gon' rock inside yo' venue
We-we gon' up a couple chumps
We got the whole club jumpin', b*tch, we got this sh*t on lock
We got LAC on piano keys and Nuuma on the heart
We got Brokie on the microphone and x2 with the Buck
We got Parallex on guitar, DOTFLOW flyin' like a hawk
SEMTEXXX jumpin' in the mosh
Yeah, we got $oulbomb throwin' bombs
We got Clyptic throwin' them gang, gangs, Rei13 up in the shop
We got Stem type bеat and Xo Dru, they lightin' up the pot
Shout-out Jimmy, that's my boss
Shout-out to Remmy 'causе this sh*t knocks
Lil' b*tch, it's young Brokie, I'm on yo' opps
Matter fact, shout-out the opps
They be motivatin' music, ketamine, like a machine

[Verse]
All my opps are on this f*cking track, they lookin' like some fleas
They all rob me, though, so, f*ck it, KA-BAR steady shootin' threes
You are nothing, boy, you f*cking show-off
You hurt by a tweet
Why you hurtin'? pus*y, please
Why you hurt? Because of me?
I been up inside the studi', I ain't been outside in weeks
I been smokin' [?] 'til my zaza f*ckin' reeks
I-I been floatin' up in the studi', so, don't they like it when it's just me?
And get paid for it
I'm so lazy, b*tch
No, I don't pay for sh*t
I'm changing it
Amazing b*tch
I hit him within the flow, so I painted it
I walk in yo' spot, in the room with a mop, so I know that you ain't gonna pay me, b*tch
[?] gon' make me rich
I'm finna catch me a case for this
[Chorus]
Rollin' out with KarmaMob
We driftin' through yo' block
We be packed inside the tour bus because we 'boutta rock
We gon' rock inside yo' venue
We-we gon' up a couple chumps
We got the whole club jumpin', b*tch, we got this sh*t on lock
We got LAC on piano keys and Nuuma on the heart
We got Brokie on the microphone and x2 with the Buck
We got Parallex on guitar, DOTFLOW flyin' like a hawk
SEMTEXXX jumpin' in the mosh
Yeah, we got $oulbomb throwin' bombs
We got Clyptic throwin' them gang gangs, Rei13 up in the shop
We got Stem type beat and Xo Dru, they lightin' up the pot
Shout-out Jimmy, that's my boss
Shout-out to Remmy 'cause this sh*t knocks
Lil' b*tch, it's young Brokie, I'm on yo' opps
Matter fact, shoutout the opps
They be motivatin' music, ketamine, like a machine

[Verse]
All my opps are on this f*cking track, they lookin' like some fleas
They all rob me, though, so, f*ck it, KA-BAR steady shootin' threes
You are nothing, boy, you f*cking show-off
You hurt by a tweet
Why you hurtin'? pus*y, please
Why you hurt? Because of me?
I been up inside the studi', I ain't been outside in weeks
I been smokin' [?] 'til my zaza f*ckin' reeks
I-I been floatin' up in the studi', so, don't they like it when it's just me?
And get paid for it
I'm so lazy, b*tch
No, I don't pay for sh*t
I'm changing it
Amazing b*tch
I hit him within the flow, so I painted it
I walk in yo' spot, in the room with a mop, so I know that you ain't gonna pay me, b*tch
[?] gon' make me rich
I'm finna catch me a case for this