[Intro: Karm the Tool]
Yuh
(Break out the choppa', let it bang)
I just put him on the spot, now he don't know what to say
[Verse 1: Karm the Tool]
Break out the choppa, let it bang
Bitch turn you to Gucci Mane (Brr)
Flip the phone, take a flick
Neck too cold, a freezer frame (Sauce)
[?] slip, thirty, I could freeze your gang
Macaroni on my hip, I don't need a [?] (Ugh)
30's in my lap, uh-huh (Uh-huh)
A Draco and a Macintosh (Yuh, ayy)
Fiji keep my face so clear (Uh-huh, what? Ayy)
I'm pretty when shoot it at you
Bitch can't get enough of me (Yuh)
She swallow the cock
She said my dick bitter
'Cause a nigga like to eat a lot (skee, skee)
And she said too magnetic
'Cause a nigga really hit the spot (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
They call me that ****
'Cause a nigga like to whip a lot (Huh)
Keep the jacket on mе in case (Yuh)
A nigga get it done (Ayy, ayy)
And I know shе don't need me
When I need to [?] (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
[Verse 2: Karm the Tool]
Water on me, leave a cut on my wrist
Dollars on me to keep track of my drip
30 mag, and you know we gon' hit
30 clip, you know I never miss
Jumpin' on you if you stick with the shits
[?]
Free designer, let it run for the grip
Gucci on me, and that's all in the [?]
[Chorus: Yung Skayda]
I got racks (Uh-huh), I got MACs (Uh-huh)
Old school Balenciaga bag (Uh-huh)
I got it jit (Uh-huh), I'm talking fits (Uh-huh)
Bad bitch, kiss me on my neck (Uh-huh)
I got a stick (Uh-huh), and it go "Blatt, blatt"
You in love with boy, yo' bitch text me on Snapchat (Uh-huh)
I got dope (Uh-huh), I got poles (Uh-huh)
Old school Balenciaga coat (Uh-huh)
[Verse 4: Both]
I got a stick
Big body, big drip
I'm winnin'
Gotta pick
All them shawties in my plans
Send me, got some tits
That is not Benz on my pocket
That's a dick
In my lap, that's a dick
All my songs, that's a hit
Laugh so hard so you can take my own
I don't wanna think about her ex
Okay, you stay right
Shawty are you way too drunk to text?
Oh, can we FaceTime?
I could never make anyone's day
But she could make mine, yuh
[Pre-Chorus: Both]
Shawty made me dance and I'm dancin' it
She say, "Will you lay the pipe?"
And I'd do it for your light
Shawty made me dance and I'm dancin' it
She say, "Will you lay the pipe?"
And I'd do it for your light
[Chorus: Yung Skayda]
I got racks (Uh-huh), I got MACs (Uh-huh)
Old school Balenciaga bag (Uh-huh)
I got it jit (Uh-huh), I'm talking fits (Uh-huh)
Bad bitch, kiss me on my neck (Uh-huh)
I got a stick (Uh-huh), and it go "Blatt, blatt"
You in love with boy, yo' bitch text me on Snapchat (Uh-huh)
I got dope (Uh-huh), I got poles (Uh-huh)
Old school Balenciaga coat (Uh-huh)
[Verse 5: Karm The Tool & Yung Skayda]
I might be in love
Novacane, Novacane, Novacane
Feel the pain, feel the pain go away
It's with shawty
That's my lil' bae
I might be in love
Novacane, Novacane, Novacane
Fuck you for the things you said
Fuck you for the things you say
I might be in love
[Verse 6: Karm the Tool]
Caution them off
With these pillies, what I'm poppin'
Honest, too honest
Please, just stop your talkin'
17 or nothin'
Put a foot into my coffin
I'm love in the makin'
If I don't do that with caution
Caution them off
With these pillies, what I'm poppin' (This is not too hard)
Honest, too honest
Please, just stop your talkin' (Oh, yuh)
17 or nothin'
Put a foot into my coffin
I'm love in the makin'
If I don't do that with caution
[Outro: Karm the Tool]
Baby, it's too late
I know you used me
Don't need apologies
Felt you seduce me
Then you abused me
Took me for granted
Like you were scared to lose me
Now you've lost me
(I lost, I lost, I lost, I lost)
