[Intro: Karma]
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Fuck all the opps
Free all the guys
Lil CJ in my zoots
Yeah
Ras
Incog in my zoot, GB in my zoot
Hella Moscows in my zoot
[Verse 1]
Two shanks up, I ain't fightin' fair
There's no soul in this world I fear
Make a man curl up like my girlfriend's hair (splash)
Wait, free all my guys in there
Doing cell workouts on a plastic chair (free the guys)
What you know about being on basic 28 days and but you still don't care
What you know about being on basic so you gotta listen to DAB
TV's stashed in my broken bed and he broke my leg tryna break that B
Listen, that's your nigga got banged
Truss me, you don't wanna play with P (PS)
Free Kenzo man, my bro's too tapped (free Kenz)
He just wanna crash and pray in peace (crash)
Bro-bro crashed three opps in a month so my block say astaghfirullah
You can't say my guys ain't charged cah my guys charged up like my battery bars
Opps ain't bad, man, they act too hard
Rampz got bored in front of his marge (splash, splash)
I don't know how he's writin' bars
They don't want war with ours
GB got left with more than scars
Incog got turned into tar (dead)
Lil CJ got left in the past (he's dead)
Shoutout, can't forget Junior
Friends say I take it too far
But you know, see, I don't give a toss
Still smoke opps, still bill it and rass (still bill it, bill it, bill it bill it)
Still smoke opps, get high and reach stars (bill it)
Loose got chinged in the shop (splash)
Twin ran ran away with the dots (dash)
Knockoutned got kicked off the block
Incog turned to a flavours pot
What, I heard another one got dropped
Shit, how could I rate these opps (how)
How many man get chinged and chopped? (Splash, splash, splash)
[Chorus: Karma and Gully]
Shit, how could I rate these opps? (how)
How many man get chinged and chopped? (splash)
Bro-bro crashed three opps in a month so on my block I say astaghfirullah
You can't say my guys ain't charged cah my guys charged up like my battery bars (they charged)
Opps ain't bad, man, they act too hard (eergh)
Rampz got bored in front of his marge
Yes, corn is chunky
This live corn make you jump like bungee (boom, boom)
They don't wanna live life, Jumanji
Gotta whoosh, undies, undies
She move stoosh won't hold this pumpy
Now they all have PTSD
They already know this smoke is free (boom, boom, boom, boom)
[Verse 2: Gully]
Backroad swingin' and main road swimmin' (ay swing it, swing it)
And that's why we're winnin' (that's why)
Me and YK had both them wingin'
Bando chillin', constant ringin'
Can't get over the smell it's mingin' (I can't)
I told them stop lookin' for convo
We get drops and sweo get 'round pronto
Smoke, I swing swing no combos, or
I let it beat like bongos (boom, boom)
MB tripped woulda felt my ying
And, and it was in Moscow opps on the block and they saw us spin
Suttin' got-got that's great like cheese
Please, back my ting on him
Would've felt this ying but he done high knees, grease
In the bando with Zanko mad though
Poor conditions it reeks
I, I had a speedy recovery, shame, Junior weren't as lucky
The ding-dong is old and rusty
Open the door, cobwebs and dusty
Tell Lil A1 I'm sorry I spilled that juice cah I'm way too clumsy
Yes, corn is chunky (boom)
This live corn make you jump like bungee (boom, boom)
They don't wanna live life, Jumanji
Gotta whoosh, undies, undies
Ambush, jumpy jumpy
She move stoosh won't hold this pumpy
Now they all have PTSD
They've been showin' signs of symptoms since we got down Junior and Clinton (L O L)
And, my behaviour's mindless
I do drills and I feel like Princeton
The paigons watch me on subscription
Junior dropped and I know they miss him
Lil A kotched and started twichin'
Stupid opps, heartless victims (uugh uugh)
I've been bad from an infant
We get drops and we turn up instant
[Chorus: Karma and Gully]
Shit, how could I rate these opps? (how)
How many man get chinged and chopped? (splash)
Bro-bro crashed three opps in a month so my block say astaghfirullah
You can't say my guys ain'tcharged cah my guys charged up like my battery bars (they charged)
Opps ain't bad, man, they act too hard (eergh)
Rampz got bored in front of his marge
Yes, corn is chunky
This live corn make you jump like bungee (boom, boom)
They don't wanna live life, Jumanji
Gotta whoosh, undies, undies
She move stoosh won't hold this pumpy
Now they all have PTSD
They already know this smoke is free (boom, boom, boom, boom)