Karma

That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma

What go around come back around
Nah I ain't packing but I’m the baddest Pak around
I send 'em packing when I bring the akhis round
No salt fish I sold kicks, bruv look at me now

Oho, hero bizniss, murda the game leave no witness
The hurt and the pain, weave to riches
I prefer no fame but it leaves the pricks vexed

They called me dirty Pak and nerdy hack
I couldn’t skirt about, I got no skirt and that
Rejection kinda hurt and that
Scared of the flag now we stretching that
Self love we flexing that, unless your gals about then she’s sexing that

Icons all texting man
Slides on like Instagram
First of my kind
I got them thinking that it’s just a tan
Red carpet with the fam
Big hearted with the fans
Aboriginal Nuttah
Ta ni ni wooy I boomerang

That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma

Karma what a shame
While they burn I'm in nirvana, Kurta Cobain
They turned us into servants 'til we learned to hate our face
But now my face is everywhere so look who won the race

Bitch
But i’m still in the Piccadilly line I keep it real
Who wanna sign me ayyo form a line I pick a deal
Riz reps, pricks resent
We made a mark cos we grew through cement

So this is Karma like the sutra man
Got the game switching up positions
Doing things she never knew she can
Used to call me Golu, now they google my reviews
And man a 5 stars in a five star suite
Uberman

Ubermensch not Nietzsche
"choli ke peeche"
For me she lube it up nude in Louboutins
I do it for the mans that Bannon put travel bans on
I mask off, I'm Future meets Fanon

That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma
That’s Karma