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Yung Karo - Aristotle Lyrics



Yung Karo - Aristotle Lyrics




Yea
Ayy, yea
Doin' alright, feelin' fine
Yeah
Yea, ayy

Bitch broke, tried to call me on a pay phone
World black and white, Karo in the gray zone
Wanna f*ck, say she gotta put her face on
Karo in the 'yo, told myself turn the bass on
Get on top, that bitch lookin' like a model
Needle bustin' out the dash, hit the throttle
Pop a tab, bitch, I feel like Aristotle
Tryna find a good time, it's at the bottom of the bottle

Feeling tense, bust a bitch with a .44
Start f*ckin', ho wet, I need a row boat
On a bean, now she lookin' for the coco
Karo call a bitch Santa, she a ho ho
Bitch fine but her daddy with the po po
Trade a dime for an addy, you a broke joke
Get a sign, told me Karo goin' go mode
All my money long, like I'm bakin' up a dough rope
You be focused on a bitch, Karo gettin' mines
When she suckin' on my dick, told her take her time
Got some Fendi on her booty, it be fittin' fine
That bitch sayin' that she love me, told her get in line
You be focused on a bitch, focused on a bag
Got her suckin' on my dick, go and pop a tag
Karo wasn't born rich, runnin' to a rack
Karo cookin' up a hit, runnin' to a plaque

Bitch broke, tried to call me on a pay phone
World black and white, Karo in the gray zone
Wanna f*ck, say she gotta put her face on
Karo in the 'yo, told myself turn the bass on
Get on top, that bitch lookin' like a model
Needle bustin' out the dash, hit the throttle
Pop a tab, bitch, I feel like Aristotle
Tryna find a good time, it's at the bottom of the bottle

At the bottom of the brick, bottom of the bank
Karo make another flip, bought another rank
Runnin' to the money quick, stay up in my lane
When I'm rich, I know I'll make it, I don't need the fame
That bitch hungry, gave her molly and a Gatorade
Wanna f*ck, I pull the pin, her pussy hand grenade
Here to stay, I'll rap until I get an accolade
Time a changin', you be trippin', I just acclimate
Ho, be drippin' walk through, change the weather
Hit a show back to back, double header
She a dime on my body count, I call her cover letter
Press a molly like a battle bus, she took a double-decker
Drivin' 110 with an AR in the trunk
He prayin' amen, let a Karo get stuck
Walk up in a Louie, you be steppin' in a chuck
When I pull up in a Benz, you be lookin' out of luck

Bitch broke, tried to call me on a pay phone
World black and white, Karo in the gray zone
Wanna f*ck, say she gotta put her face on
Karo in the 'yo, told myself turn the bass on
Get on top, that bitch lookin' like a model
Needle bustin' out the dash, hit the throttle
Pop a tab, bitch, I feel like Aristotle
Tryna find a good time, it's at the bottom of the bottle
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Yea
Ayy, yea
Doin' alright, feelin' fine
Yeah
Yea, ayy

Bitch broke, tried to call me on a pay phone
World black and white, Karo in the gray zone
Wanna f*ck, say she gotta put her face on
Karo in the 'yo, told myself turn the bass on
Get on top, that bitch lookin' like a model
Needle bustin' out the dash, hit the throttle
Pop a tab, bitch, I feel like Aristotle
Tryna find a good time, it's at the bottom of the bottle

Feeling tense, bust a bitch with a .44
Start f*ckin', ho wet, I need a row boat
On a bean, now she lookin' for the coco
Karo call a bitch Santa, she a ho ho
Bitch fine but her daddy with the po po
Trade a dime for an addy, you a broke joke
Get a sign, told me Karo goin' go mode
All my money long, like I'm bakin' up a dough rope
You be focused on a bitch, Karo gettin' mines
When she suckin' on my dick, told her take her time
Got some Fendi on her booty, it be fittin' fine
That bitch sayin' that she love me, told her get in line
You be focused on a bitch, focused on a bag
Got her suckin' on my dick, go and pop a tag
Karo wasn't born rich, runnin' to a rack
Karo cookin' up a hit, runnin' to a plaque

Bitch broke, tried to call me on a pay phone
World black and white, Karo in the gray zone
Wanna f*ck, say she gotta put her face on
Karo in the 'yo, told myself turn the bass on
Get on top, that bitch lookin' like a model
Needle bustin' out the dash, hit the throttle
Pop a tab, bitch, I feel like Aristotle
Tryna find a good time, it's at the bottom of the bottle

At the bottom of the brick, bottom of the bank
Karo make another flip, bought another rank
Runnin' to the money quick, stay up in my lane
When I'm rich, I know I'll make it, I don't need the fame
That bitch hungry, gave her molly and a Gatorade
Wanna f*ck, I pull the pin, her pussy hand grenade
Here to stay, I'll rap until I get an accolade
Time a changin', you be trippin', I just acclimate
Ho, be drippin' walk through, change the weather
Hit a show back to back, double header
She a dime on my body count, I call her cover letter
Press a molly like a battle bus, she took a double-decker
Drivin' 110 with an AR in the trunk
He prayin' amen, let a Karo get stuck
Walk up in a Louie, you be steppin' in a chuck
When I pull up in a Benz, you be lookin' out of luck

Bitch broke, tried to call me on a pay phone
World black and white, Karo in the gray zone
Wanna f*ck, say she gotta put her face on
Karo in the 'yo, told myself turn the bass on
Get on top, that bitch lookin' like a model
Needle bustin' out the dash, hit the throttle
Pop a tab, bitch, I feel like Aristotle
Tryna find a good time, it's at the bottom of the bottle
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Writer: Mitchel Funk
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Performed By: Yung Karo
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Mitchel Funk

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