(Happy birthday Karl)
Your girlie call me thor
She asking how this hammer taste
She be on my floor
While I eating cake like Anna Mae
She sweating like my store
Like "boss, please I need a raise"
Peter Parker killing thotties more
Hold up, lemme smoke this Mary Jane
Y'all want the wrong type of smoke
Mess with me, I'll leave you without any ounce of hope
We be rolling pounds of dope
We be holding our ground on a real slippery slope
Yeah, so tell me what you waiting for
Fell from heavens gate to the very depths of Satan's doors
Yeah, is it money you be craving for
This the wrong dead president that all of us be aiming for
Periodic Gang, yeah that's the cliche
Make the money disappear, it's coming back, double quick
I like my words like a double click
In like Jackie Chan, gonna hit you with the double kick
When I die, I'll live on through my legacy
So much cash, they cream with the jealousy
Y'all wanna survive the gang, dog, let me see
If this is my worst, then wait for the best of me
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Foot long cheap, better call me subway
Got your old girl just strolling down the runway
Yah, and I flex someday
Yah, maybe next Sunday
Yah, gods plan giveaway
Pass your girl like ricochet
Don't ask them to sign shit
You already know they asking
Me cause I got this policy
I the leader, follow me
I the dealer, pharmacy
Dropping fire, constantly
Making green like broccoli
Smash your chick, probably
See your new girl and I calling the thot patrol
You wanna date her cause you got no self control
Don't be illegal, but I feel a narco
Slurp that white and I do it pronto
Wait, no homo tho
Danny Romo with the truth
He know it so, gotta show
If you know, you know, won't change the flow
I keep it pro cause I wanna grow
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
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(Happy birthday Karl)
Your girlie call me thor
She asking how this hammer taste
She be on my floor
While I eating cake like Anna Mae
She sweating like my store
Like "boss, please I need a raise"
Peter Parker killing thotties more
Hold up, lemme smoke this Mary Jane
Y'all want the wrong type of smoke
Mess with me, I'll leave you without any ounce of hope
We be rolling pounds of dope
We be holding our ground on a real slippery slope
Yeah, so tell me what you waiting for
Fell from heavens gate to the very depths of Satan's doors
Yeah, is it money you be craving for
This the wrong dead president that all of us be aiming for
Periodic Gang, yeah that's the cliche
Make the money disappear, it's coming back, double quick
I like my words like a double click
In like Jackie Chan, gonna hit you with the double kick
When I die, I'll live on through my legacy
So much cash, they cream with the jealousy
Y'all wanna survive the gang, dog, let me see
If this is my worst, then wait for the best of me
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Foot long cheap, better call me subway
Got your old girl just strolling down the runway
Yah, and I flex someday
Yah, maybe next Sunday
Yah, gods plan giveaway
Pass your girl like ricochet
Don't ask them to sign shit
You already know they asking
Me cause I got this policy
I the leader, follow me
I the dealer, pharmacy
Dropping fire, constantly
Making green like broccoli
Smash your chick, probably
See your new girl and I calling the thot patrol
You wanna date her cause you got no self control
Don't be illegal, but I feel a narco
Slurp that white and I do it pronto
Wait, no homo tho
Danny Romo with the truth
He know it so, gotta show
If you know, you know, won't change the flow
I keep it pro cause I wanna grow
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Your girlie call me thor
She asking how this hammer taste
She be on my floor
While I eating cake like Anna Mae
She sweating like my store
Like "boss, please I need a raise"
Peter Parker killing thotties more
Hold up, lemme smoke this Mary Jane
Y'all want the wrong type of smoke
Mess with me, I'll leave you without any ounce of hope
We be rolling pounds of dope
We be holding our ground on a real slippery slope
Yeah, so tell me what you waiting for
Fell from heavens gate to the very depths of Satan's doors
Yeah, is it money you be craving for
This the wrong dead president that all of us be aiming for
Periodic Gang, yeah that's the cliche
Make the money disappear, it's coming back, double quick
I like my words like a double click
In like Jackie Chan, gonna hit you with the double kick
When I die, I'll live on through my legacy
So much cash, they cream with the jealousy
Y'all wanna survive the gang, dog, let me see
If this is my worst, then wait for the best of me
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Foot long cheap, better call me subway
Got your old girl just strolling down the runway
Yah, and I flex someday
Yah, maybe next Sunday
Yah, gods plan giveaway
Pass your girl like ricochet
Don't ask them to sign shit
You already know they asking
Me cause I got this policy
I the leader, follow me
I the dealer, pharmacy
Dropping fire, constantly
Making green like broccoli
Smash your chick, probably
See your new girl and I calling the thot patrol
You wanna date her cause you got no self control
Don't be illegal, but I feel a narco
Slurp that white and I do it pronto
Wait, no homo tho
Danny Romo with the truth
He know it so, gotta show
If you know, you know, won't change the flow
I keep it pro cause I wanna grow
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Big booties in tights
This is what winning is like
Call me KARL, not mike
Passing the mic like sike
Writer: Aryan Kapoor, Ben Cohen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave