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Bad Karma
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Ransom
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[Intro] Ah, damn, mmm, fuck Fuck this phone keep ringin' for? [Verse 1] Five o'clock in the mornin' while I'm stretchin' and yawnin' Check my phone, a missed call, a blocked number, why is they callin'? I'm up holdin' my piss, too lazy to hit the toilet up I'm waitin' 'til it's just the last second, they can't avoid it much Jumped up, the phone start ringin', must be my dumb luck Blocked again, I'll take my chances, "Yo, what the fuck's up?" Hmm, bad man, this for someone in your position You'd sing a different tune if your woadie knew what you missin' Now I'm thinkin' suspicious like, who the fuck's on my shit list? And all I'm hearin' is whispers, they tryna ruin my Christmas I'm pissed like, who the fuck is this? Huh, it's your worst nightmare, nigga So suck a dick (Yeah, aight), I got your fuckin' bitch (What?) Thinkin' of rapin' her, maskin' and duck tapin' hеr When I'm done, they'll bе no way you recognizin' the face of her Why would they think of takin' her? Must be dealin' with murderous niggas who bloody basement stuff No time to waste for her How much you want? Fifty grand a limb If you plan to win, two hundred grand to get your fam' again Hammer spin, turn her to a mannequin if you thinkin' of panickin' I'll finally be the man again, never go hand-to-hand again Tired of them quarters, drug dealin', and panhandling My plan's vanishin' in thin air and I can't stand it, man I ain't got time to waste, fam Aight, fuck it, just let me know that she safe, man [Interlude] Aight, aight, aight, hold on Here, bitch Bae, bae, bae You good? Yeah, I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright You sure? This shit is just crazy like— Hold on, hold on, did that motherfucker put his hands on you? I don't know what you're gonna do, but I'm scared like— He got me tied up, I just need you to just Don't, don't, don't Bae, don't worry about it Give whatever he want you and give to him now I got you, I'm gonna get you home, I'm on my way I'll be right there [Verse 2] You think you know that we bluffin', her buddy find out we fuckin' I been to prison twice, I ain't goin' back in for nothin' Don't tell me you scared, nigga, nah, bitch, I ain't scared of nothin' I love money, I'll kill that stupid nigga you cuffin' Yeah, yeah, whatever, you makin' it sound good Okay, okay, just pass me the other clip to the AK Rubber grips on the trey-eights, let off a whole clip though Don't flip though, stay on your toes like you 'bout to tiptoe Who you callin' a bitch though? With your broke and worthless ass I'ma boss, I ain't these bitches fuckin' for Birkin bags Yeah, okay, first of all (What?) How you even got the nerve to call me a bitch? You must've not heard before I got niggas murked before, furthermore Best believe this bitch'll let the burner off [Interlude] Baby, you in here? Fuck you at? Where that nigga at? Oh, fuck? Damn [Verse 3] Why the fuck is she not tied up? Why the fuck is he sittin' there sunny side up? Why the fuck is that gun layin' beside her? This bitch is tryna back me down, gat me down Leavin' me layin' there like Pacquiao But, I ain't buyin' in, I'm the handle of fire fin I fire then and leave this bitch layin', bring in the violins [Outro] That'll be the day I take a fuckin' loss Even your fuckin' wife will get you double-crossed Kidnaps and extortions for portions And no love is lost, five ounce Cuban, diamond encrusted cross That'll be the day I take a fuckin' loss Even your fuckin' wife will get you double-crossed Kidnaps and extortions for portions And no love is lost, five ounce Cuban, diamond encrusted cross
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