[Intro]

(Does it feel for you, like it feels for me? Yeah) (KARMAMØB)

Who the fuck is this?

Who invited this guy?

[?] get the fuck out, get out of here bro

[Chorus]

So funny how you gonna talk shit, ayy

Got a chopper, aim it right at yo' fuckin' face

Lil' bitch, gonna put you in yo' fuckin' place

Ask yo' grandma how my motherfuckin' dick taste

Like yuh, hop in that biatch

And I got so much bread that I rented the whole kiosk

Ice so cold, bitch went into a shock

Made twelve racks and then I got home and beat off (Then I hopped in the coupe with the drop top, ooh)

[Verse]

I just broke into yo' homie's crib, [?], fucking kush, ayy

I just took an egg from the [?] that bitch was fabergé

I'ma let my nuts hang if these bitches gon' be in the way

I don't give a fuck, fu-fuck

[?] every fucking day

Get the fuck out my way and get off of my dick, bitch

I don't mean to startle you, but you sleepin' with fishes

What you do gets you behind, what I do is proficient

Why don't you do me a favor and go say "Hi" to the misses?

Yuh, you gonna be missed, bitch

I can never go back, even though I fucking miss it

Even though I'm talking old shit, y'all hearing this new shit

To those motherfuckers I was just a fucking misfit

But then I clapped back, ba-back

Now they're all mad, mad

Shout out to me, I'm realising everything's ass

And I had a couple friends, on my back they just stabbed

I don't give a fuck anymore 'cause all I can do is laugh

Bitch, laugh, ayy

[Chorus]

So funny how you gonna talk shit, ayy

Got a chopper, aim it right at yo' fuckin' face

Lil' bitch, gonna put you in yo' fuckin' place

Ask yo' grandma how my motherfuckin' dick taste

Like yuh, hop in that biatch

And I got so much bread that I rented the whole kiosk

Ice so cold, bitch went into a shock

Made twelve racks and then I got home and beat off (Then I hopped in the coupe with the drop top, ooh)

So funny how you gonna talk shit, ayy

Got a chopper, aim it right at yo' fuckin' face

Lil' bitch, gonna put you in yo' fuckin' place

Ask yo' grandma how my motherfuckin' dick taste

Like yuh, hop in that biatch

And I got so much bread that I rented the whole kiosk

Ice so cold, bitch went into a shock

Made twelve racks and then I got home and beat off (Then I hopped in the coupe with the drop top, ooh)

[Outro]

(Tell me how it feels)

A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Bitch

Ugh, he-he (Does it feel for you, like it feels for me? Yeah)