Karma (Designer) lyrics

[Intro]
(8-8-8-808 Mafia)
(PVLACE)
(Get that bag, Getro)

[Chorus]
I say, I'ma secure the bag, do the dash, uh-huh (Uh-huh)
I take Percocets when I feel alone, uh (Uh-huh)
Mix it with Promethazine, carry me home (Oh)
R.I.P. to all my n*ggas dead and gone (Dead and gone, oh)
I can't take the pain, numb my sh*t again (sh*t again, uh-huh)
I could take your main, go and put your digits in (Put your digits in, uh-huh)
I'm gon' take her and give her back, call it karma (Uh-huh)
I take this hurt inside my heart, spend it on designer (Designer, ohh-oh)

[Verse 1]
My n*gga McMillan, wonder why these b*tches followin' (Oh, oh, oh)
Keep that mask up on my face like "Happy Halloween" ('ween)
She gon' ride my di*k likе a horse, n*gga, no trusty steed
I'm Django with that choppa, revolver on mе (Let's do it)
Six shotter, uh, n*gga know I'm a big problem, uh
I ain't got no worries, f*ck that b*tch like Hakuna Matata (Let's do it)
Magnum up in my pocket, that's a gun and that's a condom (Let's do it)
That b*tch like Nicki Minaj 'cause she love my Anaconda, uh
b*tch, I'm on tour with Nicki, uh (Uh-huh)
Suck on my di*k no hickey (Uh-huh)
Transform in a Lambo like Witwicky, uh (Uh-huh)
Taylor gun, no Swiftie (Uh-huh)
Tell a f*ck n*gga "Needa come and get me", uh (Uh-huh)
Tell 'em come on and get me, uh (Uh-huh)
Tell 'em come on and get me, uh (Let's do it)
Make his b*tch ride di*k like giddy up, huh, up, huh
b*tch, I'm up, booted (b*tch, I'm uh), what the f*ck is you doing? (Uh)
Paul Wall with the b*tch, chop and screw her (Screw her)
Act like I never knew her (Uh, uh-huh)
You got a new b*tch? Well, my b*tch is newer (Uh-huh)
Make your b*tch look like some sh*t (Ooh)
Cow manure
[Chorus]
I say, I'ma secure the bag, do the dash, uh-huh (Uh-huh)
I take Percocets when I feel alone, uh (Uh-huh)
Mix it with Promethazine, carry me home (Oh)
R.I.P. to all my n*ggas dead and gone (Dead and gone, oh)
I can't take the pain, numb my sh*t again (sh*t again, uh-huh)
I could take your main, go and put your digits in (Put your digits in, uh-huh)
I'm gon' take her and give her back, call it karma (Uh-huh, yeah)
I take this hurt inside my heart, spend it on designer (Designer, yeah, ohh-oh)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm gon' take her and give her back, call it karma (Oh, oh, one take)
Not from Earth, baby, I am a Martian (Yeah, yeah, one take)
Tesla, I don't gotta steer when I park it, uh (Yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr, skrrt)
OG in the air, I love when I spark it (Yeah, yeah, let's do it)
Flew my OG out to Cali' (Uh-huh, skrr skrr, uh)
I bought her a Lambo' (Uh-huh), uh
Also bought her a AK-47 (Yeah, yeah), I call her Rambo, uh (Uh-huh)
n*ggas stick to me like velcro (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
b*tch, just stick like velcro, uh
Say he gettin' money? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hell no, he still buying Shell Toes, uh (Uh-huh)
Raf Simon, my Adidas, uh (What else?)
Spanish b*tch, that's my amiga, uh (What else?)
I got a bad b*tch with stripes, she mixed, I call her a cheetah, uh (What else?)
Hotter than a n*gga with a fever, uh (Uh)
She do white, Justin Bieber, uh (Uh-uh)
b*tch, I'm off of the meter, uh (Uh)
I got my hand on my heater, uh (Uh-huh)
Microwave, call that choppa microwave, heat 'em up (Up)
Like an abusive relationship, you know my gun gon' beat 'em up (Up)
If he up, sticky tucked, but I'm not with the snitchin' stuff (But I'm not with the snitchin' stuff, ooh)
All these n*ggas talkin' tough, wait until I show up (Wait until I show up)
[Chorus]
I'ma secure the bag, do the dash, uh-huh (Uh-huh, oh, oh, oh)
I take Percocets when I feel alone, uh (Uh-huh, oh)
Mix it with Promethazine, carry me home (Home, oh)
R.I.P. to all my n*ggas dead and gone (Dead and gone, oh)
I can't take the pain, numb my sh*t again (sh*t again, uh-huh)
I could take your main, go and put your digits in (Put your digits in, uh-huh)
I'm gon' take her and give her back, call it karma (Karma, yeah, uh-huh)
I take this hurt inside my heart, spend it on designer (Designer, ohh-oh)