karl freestyle

Money talks I can't hear you niggas all on mute
I could hit yo bitch she blow my dick just like a flute
I just went in Neimans drop like nine on the shoes
Hit yo bitch just for no reason she be vibing with the crew
I got racks up on racks coming pink green n blue
Keep a jimmy on my hip and I ain't talking bout no choos
Let that 30 hit yo nose and stuff you up just like the flu
In a coupe
Sliding with no roof
That's yo boo
She just wanna chew
For the gang
That bitch do anything
Seen yo bitch all in the club she disappear like David Blaine
Why you tryna get a ring shawty I can't have no main
You wasn't rocking with the team nigga stay up in yo lane
These ain't no Mike Amiri jeans but my pockets filled with cake
Lately been feeling like a feign smoking gas right to the face
If we talking bout some money then I got a lot to say
Bitch get up out my way
I can never save a hoe I don't even got no cape
Got the juice no lemonade
I just took like ten just to throw it on some bape
Niggas said he want some smoke finna turn him to a vape
My nigga sitting in the corner finna shoot like steve blake woah
I got yo bitch in my phone
She hit me up when she feeling alone
She wanna slide wanna come give me dome
Stick to the money I get it and go
I got a thirty you don't want no smoke
Plus I got the hook like I'm Karl Malone
Like Karl Malone
Yeah that's it
I got yo bitch in my phone
She hit me up when she feeling alone
She wanna slide wanna come give me dome
Stick to the money I get it and go
I got a thirty you don't want no smoke
Plus I got the hook like I'm Karl Malone
Like Karl Malone
Yeah that's it