Lil Boom, Addivt - Good Karma vs. Bad Karma lyrics
[Lil Boom, Addivt - Good Karma vs. Bad Karma lyrics]
I win, I win, I win, I win (I win)
It pays, and I just want my bands
Again, again, again, again (Again, again)
Depressed, you cannot understand
Walk around with bands in my pants
I wanna put that cash on my wrist
My karma turning me to the best
My karma let me into this
Cashed out, knots just on my bed (yeah)
Want a lot, but I won't beg (No)
Lotta thoughts off in my head (yeah)
Lotta thots wan' spend my bread (yeah)
Fuck the clout, you see, courtesy
That bitch all on me
She get nothin' from me
She come to my crib with the urgency
Count the guap, emergency, flex like Hercules
Cashed out, knots on my bed (On my bed)
Want a lot, I won't beg (I won't beg)
Lotta thoughts in my head (Whoa)
Lots of thots wanna spend my bread (Okay)
I win, I win, I win, I win (I win)
It pays, and I just want my bands
Again, again, again, again (Again)
Depressed, you cannot understand
Walk around with bands in my pants
I wanna put that cash on my wrist
My karma turning me to the best
My karma let me into this
Gotta start shit, always wanna spark shit
(yeah)
Had a wishlist on some Fendi, but I marked it
Had some thoughts of blowin' up
But I don't drop shit (Again)
How you talkin' 'bout your plays
But you ain't poppin'?
(Walk around with bands in my pants)
Got no hope for no nigga
Ridin' for my city, I am so sick, ahh
My stomach isn't sitting, I am so sick
I got no fuckin' hope for niggas
Give me six figures
I win, I win, I win, I win (I win)
It pays, and I just want my bands
Again, again, again, again (Again, again)
Depressed, you cannot understand
Walk around with bands in my pants
I wanna put that cash on my wrist
My karma turning me to the best
My karma let me into this
It pays, and I just want my bands
Again, again, again, again (Again, again)
Depressed, you cannot understand
Walk around with bands in my pants
I wanna put that cash on my wrist
My karma turning me to the best
My karma let me into this
Cashed out, knots just on my bed (yeah)
Want a lot, but I won't beg (No)
Lotta thoughts off in my head (yeah)
Lotta thots wan' spend my bread (yeah)
Fuck the clout, you see, courtesy
That bitch all on me
She get nothin' from me
She come to my crib with the urgency
Count the guap, emergency, flex like Hercules
Cashed out, knots on my bed (On my bed)
Want a lot, I won't beg (I won't beg)
Lotta thoughts in my head (Whoa)
Lots of thots wanna spend my bread (Okay)
I win, I win, I win, I win (I win)
It pays, and I just want my bands
Again, again, again, again (Again)
Depressed, you cannot understand
Walk around with bands in my pants
I wanna put that cash on my wrist
My karma turning me to the best
My karma let me into this
Gotta start shit, always wanna spark shit
(yeah)
Had a wishlist on some Fendi, but I marked it
Had some thoughts of blowin' up
But I don't drop shit (Again)
How you talkin' 'bout your plays
But you ain't poppin'?
(Walk around with bands in my pants)
Got no hope for no nigga
Ridin' for my city, I am so sick, ahh
My stomach isn't sitting, I am so sick
I got no fuckin' hope for niggas
Give me six figures
I win, I win, I win, I win (I win)
It pays, and I just want my bands
Again, again, again, again (Again, again)
Depressed, you cannot understand
Walk around with bands in my pants
I wanna put that cash on my wrist
My karma turning me to the best
My karma let me into this