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karmamøb - if you think youre safe just remember i’m out there. lyrics

[intro]
yuh, hahaha
yo, there’s some sh_t that i just want (ooh) to address real quick (what?) um
so (okay) murder—, all of murder that’s happening in the world needs to stop, alright?
like, it has to stop
what the f_ck is this? elevator music?
what the f_ck—, what the f_ck (ayy, this sh_t vibey, though) is this?
alright, whatever
all of the murder needs to stop that’s goin’ on
because y’all are seriously stealin’ my sh_t
y’all are seriously stealin’ my entire flow
y’all gotta (yuh) f_ckin’ stop that, for real
(issbrokie)

[verse 1]
uh, saw a bad b_tch on of
short lil’ b_tch named yvonne flores (yvonne flore)
sippin’ on juice, not orange
bad lil’ b_tches wanna know that you don’t care (don’t care)
makin’ all these waves, not rowin’
plug askin’ if i want some shrooms, like “most def'”
yeah, tweakin’ lil’ b_tch doin’ coke, meth
smokin’ on some sh_t that i don’t even know yet (wait)
hol’ up, that b_tch name carol (okay)
i f_ck that b_tch (yah) while we watchin’ will ferrell (it was a elf)
f_ck that b_tch daughter named merrell (merrell)
she got her p_ssy squirt on my apparel, uh
now that sh_t tie_dye
if he talkin’ sh_t, i’ma hit ’em with the .55
short ass rapper tryna beef, he like 5’5″ (okay)
if he tryna buck, then i’m turnin’ into mike tyson (okay)
my boyfriend said he don’t like my guns
i_i_i don’t give a f_ck, i’ma snipe, snipe, snipe
sh_shootin’ these rappers be beefin’ with karmamøb
fl!ckin’ her beam like i’m turnin’ her on and off (on and off)
sing on this beat (ooh), motherf_cker, like “la_la_la” (la_la_la)
eatin’ her p_ssy, i’m l!ckin’ her carpet off (carpet off)
i drank a whole forty, then i’ma just barf it off
i stomp out that f_ggot, then after i’m marchin’ off
[verse 2]
wait (blatantly h0m_phobic), hold up, let me just lap my booth
i f_cked a bald b_tch, she lookin’ just like caillou (ew)
you drop a song, i make sure to not like it, dude (yeah)
if we be f_ckin’, best know that i’m bitin’ you
no, i won’t get on your sh_tty ass cypher, dude (ayy)
i know that sh_t be some trash
bought half the market, i drank half the glass (ayy)
bad lil’ b_tch in my bed, know i’m tappin’ her ass (and that p_ssy)
i feel like garfield, i’m stackin’ them cheese (yuh)
yo’ b_tch look like odie (yuh), her back gettin’ beat (what? back gettin’ beat)
ever since i started rappin’ on beats, i been rappin’ ’bout sh_t that ain’t happen to me
nah, but, sike, i do not cap in my raps, though (yah)
bad lil’ twink boy spittin’ in my assh0l_ (ew)
if he wanna fight, but i carry a mac, though
she suck me up like a mo’f_ckin’ black hole (yuh)

[outro]
okay, uh, i’m done rappin’
uh, because calder and his friend who kinda looks like him
uh, wants this back, or whatever
so, uh, yeah, let me rappin’ on this, guys
i always like to feel included
heh
yuh, ayy

- karmamob lyrics

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