[Intro]
(Yuh! Yuh! Yuh!)
(Karma Mo-o-o-ob)

[Verse]
I been the queen of the Westside
Even since I was a baby at San High
I was broke, I could not afford french fries
Now you might catch my ass shopping at Best Buy
Might make a- m- might make a hit and then get high
You smoking mid, and I can't let that shit slide
Choppa rip out your intestine
Boy you is mid, you're as good as the next guy
Big shoutout to Dastardly Villain
I'm happy to kill any rapper who's stealing on gang
I might leave that boy bald like he's Krillin
I'm strapped with a Tactical Mak and it's spilling, on gang
And my raps [???] they be asking if I'm really sick like an illness, on gang
And my pack is the realest attacking the wackest of rappers that cap in they lyrics, on gang
These faggots ain't matching my image
I'm hitting this triplet rhythm [???]
Unlimited digits I'm spending on all of these bitches, on gang
And I'm here with yo bitch, shawty lick on my dick for a 50 for 56 minutes
She thick, when I wiggle her titties they too big to measure
The way I'm on the record, might have to call Guinness to check her
I been with the business forever
My shit is too hot like the weather
And inevitably, my shit better than any of y'all
Couple of months, all your fans are forgetting y'all
Bitch I am memorable
I screw with your retinal
Beating your beak with my dick i got [???]
And yo bitch on my dick getting sexual
Shout out to KARMA the gang, I won't let them fall
I fuck her 'til she can't walk like a vegetable
Beating her back, realigning her skeletal
I'm smoking zaza, this shit is not medical
Yo plug a fed and he only smoke edibles
I- I- I don't do dates, little bitch I want genitals
That DistroKid check on me, upping my decimals
You rapping like you is a cop, acting federal
I'm hopping in Bentleys, I'm popping that Estradiol
You want a feature? That shit not acceptable
Yo shit is trash, and yo shit is not eligible
Yo music is shit and it is not digestible
Hang up the mic lil pussy, forget it all
Why y'all be stealing my flows? They identical
I'm smoking pack by the ounce, I got plentiful
Yo music trash and it is not defendable
I stretch yo main bitch, Mrs. Incredible