Red Cafe, Rowdy Rebel - Credit Karma lyrics

Off that liquor and dat cali smoke
I might do the most
You can call me anything but broke
Copy 10 to 4 fa the ice
I might just play hockey slide up on ya lotti
For a lil fame we mash out posses
They all Know my body

Every summer i do plenty numbers
I move heavy lumber breakin rules
I'm on fan duel i bet da over under
Arm hammer
I got hella ooters they don't use cameras
When I was still trappin
They couldn't catch me i had me a scanner

Took wins and I took loses
And I still made it look gorgeous
Still got that hot line on bling
Bling shippin them big orders
Ego thas still enourmous
Carte blanche at the trap Boarders
Hit my number ery jump ball My track record
Still flawless

Big heart but not sentimental
Do homework I got big credentials
Do dirt by my doli
Cuh erybody got snitch potential

Push foreign like a go cart
Like shurr shurr you heard
Used to do consignment now I'm checkin
Yo credit karma u heard
Got mine off the muscle no luck all hustle
Always ready for the rumble dirty
Red from the jungle

Bitch I'm undefeated big belly nigga
Keep on eating
Loose lips that's why your ship be sinking
Money conversations ain't no
Time for thinking bitch I keep on scheming
Gotta get to a bag
I was fucked up and down to my last
So embarrassed when I checked my stash
Now I shit every day on my past
Wake up and laugh foot on they ass
I don't trip bout the opps i'm undefeated
Michael Jackson the glock you know I beat it
Niggaz slept on the guys like therapeutic
Well, go run for your glock you gon need it
Monte up and squeeze it but where your chop
They know how we rock she know how I bop
If you talk to them boys that nigga a cop
Yea that chopper on me make noise
Bitch I'm undefeated on my block gang gang