Karma's a bitch
I am a gentleman
I like my blessings direct with no middlemen
She's just a bad bitch she one in a million
Plenty of fish in the sea baby reel it in
I got no time for a silicon broad
Mama said I shouldn't play with no dogs
Bitches be thick with a ass that's inflatable
None of these bitches is biodegradable f*ck
Watch made of gold cause I value my time
Keep may head up cause my neck on the line
Can't f*ck a bitch 'less she don't know her pops
They call me daddy cause they the best kind
Toss the cash like a philanthropist
My niggas smoking on cannabis
She eat the dick like a cannibal
Speed it up like it's a catalyst
I don't give a f*ck no
Same fella when I speak better never interrupt no
Give a f*ck if my back seat smelling like weed
Know I keep in in the trunk
Ya'll no acting on me
No action 'less you coming with the fraction O.G
No cappin on a young I been stacking low key
Matter of fact I got a ratchet on me
She like it when I go sleeveless
Feeling like a milli no Regis
Pushin through the function like breezes
You never got see us
Shorty so bad she need Jesus
Make that ass clap like an arena
You know I don't need her I need a minute
No wonder these bitches always feeling so independent
We blowin this reefer like we tryna make it to heaven
Then we blowin the speakers like my shorty when I'm projecting on these motherf*ckers
Conman & Delamoe - Breadbowl.Wav (feat. Anthony Redd) Lyrics
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Karma's a bitch
I am a gentleman
I like my blessings direct with no middlemen
She's just a bad bitch she one in a million
Plenty of fish in the sea baby reel it in
I got no time for a silicon broad
Mama said I shouldn't play with no dogs
Bitches be thick with a ass that's inflatable
None of these bitches is biodegradable f*ck
Watch made of gold cause I value my time
Keep may head up cause my neck on the line
Can't f*ck a bitch 'less she don't know her pops
They call me daddy cause they the best kind
Toss the cash like a philanthropist
My niggas smoking on cannabis
She eat the dick like a cannibal
Speed it up like it's a catalyst
I don't give a f*ck no
Same fella when I speak better never interrupt no
Give a f*ck if my back seat smelling like weed
Know I keep in in the trunk
Ya'll no acting on me
No action 'less you coming with the fraction O.G
No cappin on a young I been stacking low key
Matter of fact I got a ratchet on me
She like it when I go sleeveless
Feeling like a milli no Regis
Pushin through the function like breezes
You never got see us
Shorty so bad she need Jesus
Make that ass clap like an arena
You know I don't need her I need a minute
No wonder these bitches always feeling so independent
We blowin this reefer like we tryna make it to heaven
Then we blowin the speakers like my shorty when I'm projecting on these motherf*ckers
I am a gentleman
I like my blessings direct with no middlemen
She's just a bad bitch she one in a million
Plenty of fish in the sea baby reel it in
I got no time for a silicon broad
Mama said I shouldn't play with no dogs
Bitches be thick with a ass that's inflatable
None of these bitches is biodegradable f*ck
Watch made of gold cause I value my time
Keep may head up cause my neck on the line
Can't f*ck a bitch 'less she don't know her pops
They call me daddy cause they the best kind
Toss the cash like a philanthropist
My niggas smoking on cannabis
She eat the dick like a cannibal
Speed it up like it's a catalyst
I don't give a f*ck no
Same fella when I speak better never interrupt no
Give a f*ck if my back seat smelling like weed
Know I keep in in the trunk
Ya'll no acting on me
No action 'less you coming with the fraction O.G
No cappin on a young I been stacking low key
Matter of fact I got a ratchet on me
She like it when I go sleeveless
Feeling like a milli no Regis
Pushin through the function like breezes
You never got see us
Shorty so bad she need Jesus
Make that ass clap like an arena
You know I don't need her I need a minute
No wonder these bitches always feeling so independent
We blowin this reefer like we tryna make it to heaven
Then we blowin the speakers like my shorty when I'm projecting on these motherf*ckers
Writer: Dathan Towns, Evan De La Huerta
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid