Karma

By Duvy

Released on July 26, 2019

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[Intro: Duvy]

Dope dealer, she be all over a nigga

Karma, tell me would you really wanna?


[Verse 1: Duvy]

She so freaky, she wanna meet me

Pass it in a roti, that bitch gon' do a wheelie

The Canes that made me, in too deep, could never break me

Got shit I can't reveal, last time I checked straps like the navy

Serve to old lady, whatever to get paid

The ting bust like the steel pans

See my music kills the pain

Ahh, shit, shoutout my nigga

My partner, he be so ape, so wild

Ready to gun shit down

You told on your boys, you a coward

Why would you? Ow

Bug us and the niggas some L's

Dope dealer, she be all over a nigga

Karma, tell me would you really wanna?

Partner, he be so ape, so wild

Ready to gun shit down

You told on your boys, you a coward


[Verse 2: Ching]

I done came hard, watch a young boy flex

Only my brothas, don't care about the rest

Buy a new crib, won't settle for less

We gon' ride 'round, gotta ride with a vest

If I chase checks, I'ma grind for the best

Drippin too hard, bitches love how I dress

Gotta stay awake 'cause I gotta keep in check

Ching on the chain, I'ma put it around my neck

If I grind hard so I'm gonna go far

Shoutout to my brodie, me and Duvy hitting charts

Pulling up exotic, gonna whip new cars

Smoking on gas, head up in the stars

Still on the same move, I don't need new friends

Bitches getting run through, can't keep a loose end

Watch how I came up, I'ma count big bands

Watch how I came up, I'ma count big bands

My brother, callin' my bro, my hitta'

Stars on the roof, in the Phantom

Only ride 'round with the winners

This don't get any realer

Fuck, yeah, I'm a born sinner

Only ride 'round with the winners

This don't get any realer

Dope dealer


[Outro: Duvy]

Dope dealer, she be all over a nigga

Karma, tell me would you really wanna?

Karma, bro be so ape, so wild

Ready to gun shit down

You told on your boys, you a coward