Klarna 2

[Verse 1] Done said it before, I don't get karma Fucked Kudzai kudhara Bougie gyal, but she use Klarna She want a rich nigga, say nada I stepped in a mo with my charger Left with a baddie from Uganda Nah, bro, she's from Ghana Sexy gyal from Botswana Fine girl from Zimbabwe The roora price gonna be hefty If I hit, if I hit twice, then I might just skate Big racks for the ice on my chain If I put it in your face, you might go to sleep (Go to sleep) Huh, don't sleep Knock down the door, come in like bailiff Ayy, pass me the mic, lemme smoke the shit [Chorus] Coulda been on road with a pack and a Rambo Made a couple figures without steppin' in the bando You know whеre the fruits are, so lеt your man-go If we're talkin' P's, then I'm comin' with a bankroll When you whine, baby, take it slow We can't let them know What's going on in the studio [Verse 2] Done said it before, you don't want drama (Woi) Is she loyal to you? I don't know, ask her Take it slow and we can worry 'bout the rest after She's on her knees lookin' up at me, yes master Outside's getting dark, but my shades darker Whoever made that body is a great crafter And all the plays that we make? Make 'em hate harder All the niggas that I'm hangin' with straight grafters, yo See I don't talk a lot, baby, I'm anti Two niggas in the front and got three man in the back seat But all I need is God and couple racks to relax me Your man ain't got no motion, tell him 'low all the chat please And PSA, you can't get a verse for the tax-free (Woi) Running for the guap, you'd prolly think I'm an athlete And tell her bring a friend and we can run up a tag team But please don't call your niggas or your brothers to back beef [Chorus] Coulda been on road with a pack and a Rambo Made a couple figures without steppin' in the bando You know where the fruits are, so let your man-go If we're talkin' P's, then I'm comin' with a bankroll When you whine, baby, take it slow We can't let them know What's going on in the studio [Verse 3] She said don't half swipe me, that's brazy She back out the camera, I say cheese No excuse, but they don't get paid, G, uh Don't know why dem bwoy there hate me TS LEO, two man with bro Kudzai, Nyasha as well She wanna go uptown, I'm telling her no Bruck it up in the studio [Verse 4] Look, ayy TS, what we tellin' 'em? Shawty bad up to the bone, to the skeleton She said I'm healing up her pain, I'm her medicine She want a pretty French tip 'cause she feminine [Verse 5] We been FLYSTR8 And them niggas stay irrelevant (Trust) Uh, shawty gimme brain, intelligent If you're talkin' moolah and cash, we benefit Any day, stay trill's live so I'm bellin' him [Verse 6] Done said it before, I don't get karma Fucked Kudzai kudhara Bougie gyal, but she use Klarna She want a rich nigga, say nada I stepped in a mo with my charger Left with a baddie from Uganda Nah, bro, she's from Ghana Sexy gyal from Botswana Fine girl from Zimbabwe The roora price gonna be hefty If I hit, if I hit twice, then I might just skate Big racks for the ice on my chain If I put it in your face, you might go to sleep (Go to sleep) Huh, don't sleep Knock down the door, come in like bailiff Ayy, pass me the mic, lemme smoke the shit [Chorus] Coulda been on road with a pack and a Rambo Made a couple figures without steppin' in the bando You know where the fruits are, so let your man-go If we're talkin' P's, then I'm comin' with a bankroll When you whine, baby, take it slow We can't let them know What's going on in the studio