Krash Money - No Karate Lyrics

I said, don't nobody say that shit unless it's shit
Somebody make them mad or sumn'
I say off the wall, shit
Ion give a f*ck how mad, I am

She like, KRASH you, Crazy
I'm like, bitch, you know it
Ain't had no pot to piss in and nowhere to throw it

Look, I made this in the trenches, sleeping on the floors
My bitch was doing porn
I'm just turning up her whore
Your woods be barely burning

You should fill it up some more
My young niggas on demon time
I'm tryna up the score
I'm trying to run that paper
F*ck this lil' bitch in Dior

I done hit the snooze off that juice it made me snore
I done went broke
They gon' treat you when you poor
They gon' treat me like the Pope, but I ain't preaching to these whores

They made that call to swipe
They ain't gon' never get the order
Probably nut in this lil' bitch
Because I kind of miss my daughter

Got into it with the same hoe
She f*cking me too boring
Kind of miss my other hoe
She gorgeous

I don't give no f*ck about how they feel
That ain't important
Bro nem inna straight for 400 horses
They told me, do it big

This enormous
I'm pouring green
It's a tortoise
My Tax a nigga, it ain't even a shortage

Gas by the flavor
It's assorted
I've been on the paper since the shorties
Police get behind me, got a Florida

Puerto Rican bitch gon' deep throat me when she bored
Cuz this paper like a pallet on the floor
I know a nigga made a hundred thousand with a keyboard
The drink got me sad

Feel like Igor
I know my bitch bad
Send me three more
I could pop a tag on some Dior

Or I could spend some cash just to drink more
Yeah, she like, KRASH you crazy
I'm like, bitch, I know
I've been sipping green out the baby bottle

When we f*cking, she on top because I can't face the bottom
When it's over, I don't even think about her
I just grab my soda because I'm trying to get some drink up out it
Lil bitch wanna kick it

I don't know karate