Imma Rob me a robber
Jack me a Jacker
Finesse a Drug Dealer
Chain snatch a chain snatcher
What goes around comes around baby that's just Karma
So once I pop out with this Glock don't talk just stick yo arms up
Imma Rob me a Robber
Jack me a Jacker
Don't wanna bring my people down so now I'm Jack'n crackers
Blue collar fraud
Call me mister card cracker
Mr betta hide yo shit cuz that nigga a Jack ya
Betta watch yo mouth around glock, he a wack ya
Remember eating Ramon noodles
Now we eating steak and fish
Shittin on these nigga so heavy I can barely piss
I Just iced out my ears next I'm gone ice out my wrist
Back then she didn't want me, now she all over my dick
Cuz she heard that I be stickin shit, heard that I been kick in shit
She heard that I be in the trenches, on my grizzly into shit
She know that I get to the bag but never hurt the innocent
Rob me a robber
Jack me a Jacker
Sneak up out da cut plus Imma have my bitch distract cha
Freddy ain't got shit on me
And f*ck Jason
Call me Mr. Head shot or Mr. Memory eraser
Just put a beam on my stick so I ain't gone chase ya
I ain't bring you in this world but I can damn sho take ya
Imma Rob me a robber
Jack me a Jacker
Finesse a Drug Dealer
Chain snatch a chain snatcher
What goes around comes around baby that's just Karma
So once I pop out with this Glock don't talk just stick yo arms up
Glock Hefner - Karma (feat. Jiro Trippy) Lyrics
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Imma Rob me a robber
Jack me a Jacker
Finesse a Drug Dealer
Chain snatch a chain snatcher
What goes around comes around baby that's just Karma
So once I pop out with this Glock don't talk just stick yo arms up
Imma Rob me a Robber
Jack me a Jacker
Don't wanna bring my people down so now I'm Jack'n crackers
Blue collar fraud
Call me mister card cracker
Mr betta hide yo shit cuz that nigga a Jack ya
Betta watch yo mouth around glock, he a wack ya
Remember eating Ramon noodles
Now we eating steak and fish
Shittin on these nigga so heavy I can barely piss
I Just iced out my ears next I'm gone ice out my wrist
Back then she didn't want me, now she all over my dick
Cuz she heard that I be stickin shit, heard that I been kick in shit
She heard that I be in the trenches, on my grizzly into shit
She know that I get to the bag but never hurt the innocent
Rob me a robber
Jack me a Jacker
Sneak up out da cut plus Imma have my bitch distract cha
Freddy ain't got shit on me
And f*ck Jason
Call me Mr. Head shot or Mr. Memory eraser
Just put a beam on my stick so I ain't gone chase ya
I ain't bring you in this world but I can damn sho take ya
Imma Rob me a robber
Jack me a Jacker
Finesse a Drug Dealer
Chain snatch a chain snatcher
What goes around comes around baby that's just Karma
So once I pop out with this Glock don't talk just stick yo arms up
Jack me a Jacker
Finesse a Drug Dealer
Chain snatch a chain snatcher
What goes around comes around baby that's just Karma
So once I pop out with this Glock don't talk just stick yo arms up
Imma Rob me a Robber
Jack me a Jacker
Don't wanna bring my people down so now I'm Jack'n crackers
Blue collar fraud
Call me mister card cracker
Mr betta hide yo shit cuz that nigga a Jack ya
Betta watch yo mouth around glock, he a wack ya
Remember eating Ramon noodles
Now we eating steak and fish
Shittin on these nigga so heavy I can barely piss
I Just iced out my ears next I'm gone ice out my wrist
Back then she didn't want me, now she all over my dick
Cuz she heard that I be stickin shit, heard that I been kick in shit
She heard that I be in the trenches, on my grizzly into shit
She know that I get to the bag but never hurt the innocent
Rob me a robber
Jack me a Jacker
Sneak up out da cut plus Imma have my bitch distract cha
Freddy ain't got shit on me
And f*ck Jason
Call me Mr. Head shot or Mr. Memory eraser
Just put a beam on my stick so I ain't gone chase ya
I ain't bring you in this world but I can damn sho take ya
Imma Rob me a robber
Jack me a Jacker
Finesse a Drug Dealer
Chain snatch a chain snatcher
What goes around comes around baby that's just Karma
So once I pop out with this Glock don't talk just stick yo arms up
Writer: Theodore Betts
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