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Lirik Lagu Glock savage - Karma


By: Admin | Artist: G glock savage | Published: 2024-07-07T12:42:35:00+07:00
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[intro]
(cavalli, cut that sh~t up)
(clayco on the beat)

[chorus: glock savage]
i’m totin’ that glock, that b~tch hot like a sauna
rockin’ louis v sandals, they come out next summer
got that pack in the mail, wrap that brick like a bundle
she want benihana, she don’t eat at mcdonald’s
this sh~t like the matrix, i keep seein’ numbers
these b~tches be basic, i don’t want their number
i pull up in maybach like i was obama
i count up like future, i f~ck up some commas
i pull up, hop out, got them sticks in the honda
when i whip out the k, that b~tch hittin’ like thunder
this sh~t like the dj, you don’t want no drama
might get me a mil’, i put that on my mama
this sh~t can get real, man, you gotta stay humble
i know that’s your b~tch, but i f~ck with no condom
i pull up big body, no, this not a hummer
this sh~t back~to~back, man, it’s feelin’ like karma

[verse 1: fastlife jerm]
yeah, yeah, yeah
them bullets gon’ bite that boy just like piranha (yeah, yeah)
i run with that sack and i swear i won’t fumble (yeah, yeah)
i got a new choppa, that b~tch hold a hundred (alright)
golds on my mouth got my sh~t lookin’ sunny (yeah, yeah)
i kicked the ho out, you would think i was puntin’ (i was puntin’)
if it ain’t about guap, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
i pull up in porsche, you know that i’m stuntin’
yeah, i’m havin’ these racks on me (on me)
thirty racks stuffed in my jeans (my jeans)
my young n~ggas pull up, they causin’ a scene
these n~ggas be green like my beams (yeah, yeah)
f~ckin’ that b~tch, she roll off the bean
money is all that i need (yeah, yeah)
i can’t love no b~tch, i just love the lean (lean)

[chorus: glock savage]
i’m totin’ that glock, that b~tch hot like a sauna
rockin’ louis v sandals, they come out next summer
got that pack in the mail, wrap that brick like a bundle
she want benihana, she don’t eat at mcdonald’s
this sh~t like the matrix, i keep seein’ numbers
these b~tches be basic, i don’t want their number
i pull up in maybach like i was obama
i count up like future, i f~ck up some commas
i pull up, hop out, got them sticks in the honda
when i whip out the k, that b~tch hittin’ like thunder
this sh~t like the dj, you don’t want no drama
might get me a mil’, i put that on my mama
this sh~t can get real, man, you gotta stay humble
i know that’s your b~tch, but i f~ck with no condom
i pull up big body, no, this not a hummer
this sh~t back~to~back, man, it’s feelin’ like karma

[verse 2: glock savage]
if you play with the gang, you gon’ die today
rick owens jacket, i wore that sh~t yesterday
vvs diamonds yellow just like lemonade
them shooters beside me tote that draco every day
my n~ggas, they’re ’bout it, they all ’bout that pistol play
i pull up mclaren, she rockin’ mclaren
i drip like a stylist, got these b~tches starin’
drugs up in my body so i ain’t really carin’
b~tch, i got water like i’m on a lake
i hop out the sprinter, jerm totin’ a drac’
pop out with the sticks, you get shot in broad day
i got a new lawyer, i’m beatin’ the case
you know it ain’t sh~t to get put in your place
you cannot ignore it, this sh~t in your face
hit the gas, i floor it, took 12 on a chase
pockets still on norbit when i walked out of chase

[chorus: glock savage]
i’m totin’ that glock, that b~tch hot like a sauna
rockin’ louis v sandals, they come out next summer
got that pack in the mail, wrap that brick like a bundle
she want benihana, she don’t eat at mcdonald’s
this sh~t like the matrix, i keep seein’ numbers
these b~tches be basic, i don’t want their number
i pull up in maybach like i was obama
i count up like future, i f~ck up some commas
i pull up, hop out, got them sticks in the honda
when i whip out the k, that b~tch hittin’ like thunder
this sh~t like the dj, you don’t want no drama
might get me a mil’, i put that on my mama
this sh~t can get real, man, you gotta stay humble
i know that’s your b~tch, but i f~ck with no condom
i pull up big body, no, this not a hummer
this sh~t back~to~back, man, it’s feelin’ like karma


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