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Karate Class

 

Karate Class

(album: Ninja Warrior - 2021)


(I got so much Enrgy)
Damn

I got kicked out of karate class
If I beat your ass, you might end up in a bodybag
I be drinking too much Wockeshia, got my body mad
Chest shot, hit him in his, boom, have a heart attack
Bitch booty fake, got her looking like a holograph
Hold on, baby, let me grab— ah
Hold on baby, let me sign your coochie, that's an autograph
Why the fuck you try to enter the race, but your car in last?
Damn
New freaky bitch, she a bad bitch
Nigga, I ain't stopping 'til my dad rich
You ain't never had shit
Hundred thousand dollars, damn
Hundred thousand dollars, dollars, yeah, damn
Hundred thousand dollars in my fucking pocket got me walking different
I just broke a motherfucker's jaw, got him talking different
Big-ass stock on my gun, got it sparking different
Independent, did it by myself, I be charting different
I just pulled up in a dookie stain, it be farting different
Bitch ain't ate shit all day, got her farting different
Leash too tight on the dog, got it barking different
I just pulled up in a big body, it be parking different
Nigga tried to steal my whole style, I be starting different
Walking 'round with a hundred bands, I be marching different
You ain't ate no food all day, you be starving different
Nigga pulled up in a foreign whip with my— ah
But my cars was different
I just had a hundred gift cards, but these cards is different
I just looked up in the Maybach, but these stars is different
Nigga tried to drop a song like mine, it sounded different
Bitch, I'm a dog, I'm a wolf, I be howling different
When I hit her from the side, it be sounding different
Every time I beat her doonies down, it be growling different, ah

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