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Bad Karma (feat. Senerio & LV the Voice) Video (MV)






Robyn Banks - Bad Karma (feat. Senerio & LV the Voice) Lyrics




What goes around, it comes around
What goes around yeah, it comes around
What goes around uh, it comes around
What goes around

Bitches be f*cking with me
Niggas be hugging on me
Get em close
Let em know
You can't bang with me

Chop em like a tree
Roll it like that weed
If you ain't around
Put it down
No festivities

They say yo he a fag
I say no bitches I'm bad
Tryna holla on the low (Nope)
Yo are you mad?

Make up be on fleet
Maybe it maybaline
Here we go
Look that hoe
Always giving b's

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (C'mon)

Don't come for the girls hi key
Big dicks wanna get in my cheeks
Broke don't f*ck with me
Talk shit on a gram, IG like...
I'm a hot topic I'm relevant
She can't f*ck me over I'm celibate
God damn bitch, look at your wallet
Stay broke as I fly on my rocket
My flow is so sick achoo
Nigga f*ck you and f*ck your friend too
On my life tho I do shit you can't do
When I see a broke bitch and I'm hating on me too
So I stay low key, I don't wanna be seen
Cause I got new tricks for girls
They throw shade from the left to the right all the time
So I bob and I weave and I twirl

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (C'mon)

What goes around, it comes around
What goes around yeah, it comes around
What goes around uh, it comes around
What goes around

Bitch please
Get up on your knees
Why you acting out
I saw you acting out
Saw you in the club you were spazing out
I walked on in and I asked you out
Before I knew it you were smashing out
In the back of a cab you gotta hella mouth
You try and turn me out
I'm LV what you talking bout
You know that ain't happening what you talkin about
You gotta lil D now you acting out
Nose wide open now you spazin' out
Poppin' up without even announce
You know what it is so its time to bounce
Now you on the phone trying to play it off
Actin' like you aint do me wrong
That pussy so good I had to hit raw

Karma Karma
Bitches be gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma
Bitches be gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (C'mon)
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What goes around, it comes around
What goes around yeah, it comes around
What goes around uh, it comes around
What goes around

Bitches be f*cking with me
Niggas be hugging on me
Get em close
Let em know
You can't bang with me

Chop em like a tree
Roll it like that weed
If you ain't around
Put it down
No festivities

They say yo he a fag
I say no bitches I'm bad
Tryna holla on the low (Nope)
Yo are you mad?

Make up be on fleet
Maybe it maybaline
Here we go
Look that hoe
Always giving b's

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (C'mon)

Don't come for the girls hi key
Big dicks wanna get in my cheeks
Broke don't f*ck with me
Talk shit on a gram, IG like...
I'm a hot topic I'm relevant
She can't f*ck me over I'm celibate
God damn bitch, look at your wallet
Stay broke as I fly on my rocket
My flow is so sick achoo
Nigga f*ck you and f*ck your friend too
On my life tho I do shit you can't do
When I see a broke bitch and I'm hating on me too
So I stay low key, I don't wanna be seen
Cause I got new tricks for girls
They throw shade from the left to the right all the time
So I bob and I weave and I twirl

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (C'mon)

What goes around, it comes around
What goes around yeah, it comes around
What goes around uh, it comes around
What goes around

Bitch please
Get up on your knees
Why you acting out
I saw you acting out
Saw you in the club you were spazing out
I walked on in and I asked you out
Before I knew it you were smashing out
In the back of a cab you gotta hella mouth
You try and turn me out
I'm LV what you talking bout
You know that ain't happening what you talkin about
You gotta lil D now you acting out
Nose wide open now you spazin' out
Poppin' up without even announce
You know what it is so its time to bounce
Now you on the phone trying to play it off
Actin' like you aint do me wrong
That pussy so good I had to hit raw

Karma Karma
Bitches be gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma
Bitches be gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (C'mon)
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Writer: J. Baptiste, L. Murry, T. Keith
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