letra de just fine - karoshi tarantino
[hook: karoshi tarantino]
mama we’ll be just fine
imma make it this time
imma make my wrist shine
b-tch i’m on the incline
check the score, we up 10
pulled up in the black benz
off the dome b-tch, f-ck pens
i know we’ll be up then
i’m the young n-gga with the mothaf-ckin’ wrist shine
shootin out the window, we don’t stop until the b-tch die
imma cop a bag and then imma make the b-tch mine
when i’m finna leave her, n-gga imma make the b-tch cry
b-tch we on your block wit the muf-ckin sticks up
b-tch we uppеd the score, why your homie gеtting picked up
big mac 10, n-ggas know i keep that b-tch tucked
n-ggas talking sh-t but that n-gga got his b-tch f-cked
[verse: karoshi tarantino]
imma ride around the whole city with a k
b-tch i’m out in cali, leave a n-gga in the bay
dropped my old b-tch, she ain’t appreciate the hay
n-gga talking sh-t, had to get him out the way
1 n-gga talking sh-t
2 to his face
3 n-ggas pick him up
4 on my waist
imma put that b-tch on the wall like a spray tag
said my music trash, how the f-ck can he say that?
50 racks for the coupe, b-tch imma pay that
all my b-tches getting paid, n-gga f-ck a wage gap
all my b-tches 16, n-gga f-ck an age gap
b-tch look like vana white like i’m pat sajak
bullet to his dome, that sh-t looking like a wave cap
opp n-gga said it’s up, p-ssy n-gga say that
feeling like i’m travis scott, n-gga f-ck a way back
b-tch wanna leave me, lemme get my cake back
label wanna offer me a bag, imma take that
n-ggas want a rack for a verse, imma take that
once a young n-gga get some bread, imma bake that
b-tch wanna offer up some p-ssy, imma take that
imma take that
b-tch i’m in the club throwing ones, she gon’ shake that
whole club cleaning up the racks, where the rakes at?
turn a p-ssy n-gga to a burger at the shake shack
riding ‘round the atl in a maybach
spin on they mothaf-ckin’ block, that was payback
imma go and load the chop up, n-gga stay back
imma go and shoot the house up when the safe cracked
got back in the rari, almost crashed on the way back
opp n-ggas hopped out the car, we gon’ spray back
we gon’ spray back
we gon’ spray back
[interlude: michael barina]
ayo karoshi
i know you’re a big fan
so i’m gonna give you a shoutout
you can screen record this
so you got a shoutout
[hook: karoshi tarantino]
mama we’ll be just fine
imma make it this time
imma make my wrist shine
b-tch i’m on the incline
check the score, we up 10
pulled up in the black benz
off the dome b-tch, f-ck pens
i know we’ll be up then
i’m the young n-gga with the mothaf-ckin’ wrist shine
shootin out the window, we don’t stop until the b-tch die
imma cop a bag and then imma make the b-tch mine
when i’m finna leave her, n-gga imma make the b-tch cry
b-tch we on your block wit the muf-ckin sticks up
b-tch we upped the score, why your homie gettin picked up
big mac 10, n-ggas know i keep that b-tch tucked
n-ggas talking sh-t but dat n-gga got his b-tch f-cked
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