Ransom – Bad Karma Lyrics
Artist: Ransom
Song: Bad Karma
Ah,, f#ck
Ah, f#ck this phone keep ringin’ for?
Five o’clock in the mornin’ while I’m stretchin’ and yawnin’
Check my phone, a missed call, a blocked number, why is they callin’?
I’m up holdin’ my piss, too lazy to hit the toilet up
I’m waitin’ ’til it’s just the last second, they can’t avoid it much
Jumped up, the phone start ringin’, must be my dumb luck
Blocked again, I take my chances, “Yo, what the f#ck’s up?”
“Hmm, bad man, this for someone in your position
You sing a different tune if your woadie knew what you missin'”
Now I’m thinkin’ suspicious like, who the f#ck’s on my shitlist?
And all I’m hearin’ is whispers, they tryna ruin my Christmas
I’m pissed like, who the f#ck is this?
“Huh, it’s your worst nightmare, n#gg#
So suck a dick [Yeah], I got your f#ckin’ b#tch [What?
Thinkin’ of rapin’ her, maskin’ and duck tapin’ hеr
When I’m done, they’ll bе no way you recognizin’ the face of her”
Why would they think of takin’ her?
Must be dealin’ with murderous n#gg#s who bloody bas#ment stuff
No time to waste for her
How much you want? “Fifty grand a limb
If you plan to win, two hundred grand to get your fam’ again
Hammer spin, turn her to a mannequin if you thinkin’ of panickin’
I’ll finally be the man again, never go hand-to-hand again
Tired of them quarters, drug dealin’, and panhandling
My plan’s vanishin’ in thin air and I can’t stand it, man
I ain’t got time to waste, fam”
Aight, f#ck it, just let me know that she safe, man
“Aight, aight, aight, hold on
Here, b#tch”
Bae, bae, bae
You good?
Yeah, I’m alright, I’m alright, I’m alright
You sure?
This sh#t is just crazy like—
Hold on, hold on, did that m#th*rf#ck*r put his hands on you?
I don’t know what you’re gonna do, but I’m scared like—
He got me tied up, I just need you to just—
Don’t, don’t, don’t
Bae, don’t worry about it
Give whatever he want you to give to him now
I got you, I’m gonna get you home, I’m on my way
I’ll be right there
You think you know that we bluffin’, her buddy find out we f#ckin’
I been to prison twice, I ain’t goin’ back in for nothin’
Don’t tell me you scared, n#gg#, nah, b#tch, I ain’t scared of nothin’
I love money, I’ll kill that stupid n#gg# you cuffin’
Yeah, yeah, whatever, you makin’ it sound good
Okay, okay, just pass me the other clip to the AK
Rubber grips on the trey-eights, let off a whole clip though
Don’t flip though, stay on your toes like you ’bout to tiptoe
Who you callin’ a b#tch though? With your broke and worthless #ss
I’m, these b#tches f#ckin’ for Birkin bags
Yeah, okay, first of all [What?
How you even got the nerve to call me a b#tch? You must’ve not heard before
I got n#gg#s murked before, furthermore
Best believe this b#tch’ll let the burner off
Baby, you in here?
f#ck you at? Where that n#gg# at?
Oh, f#ck? Damn
Why the f#ck is she not tied up?
Why the f#ck is he sittin’ there sunny side up?
Why the f#ck is that gun layin’ beside her?
This b#tch is tryna back me down, gat me down
Leavin’ be layin’ there like Pacquiao
But, I ain’t buyin’ in, I’m the handle of fire fin
I fire then and leave this b#tch layin’, bring in the violins
That’ll be the day I take a f#ckin’ loss
Even your f#ckin’ wife will get you double-crossed
Kidnaps and extortions for portions
And no love is lost, five ounce Cuban, diamond-encrust across
That’ll be the day I take a f#ckin’ loss
Even your f#ckin’ wife will get you double-crossed
Kidnaps and extortions for portions
And no love is lost, five ounce Cuban, diamond-encrust across
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Release Year: 2014