Yeah…
You wanted to talk shit online?
Cool.
Mmm mmmm mmm
You talk big, but you can’t even drive,
Twenty six years old still need a ride.
Nonstop yappin you never get tired
Only thing you’re good at is bein uninspired.
Actin like you’re better than the whole damn globe
But you role play with bots just to feel in control
Little studio box call it “minimalist chic,”
But your man put you there ’cause he ain’t payin for shit.
He won’t upgrade you, won’t claim you at all,
Fake confidence crackin every time you glitch
Truth hurts harder than a bitch with an itch.
Karma on your doorstep, knock knock, bitch
You been talkin all that trash now you’re dealin’ with this switch
All that big mouth flexin’, but your life don’t match
Tryna throw shade at me? Girl stay in your hatch.
You keep runnin runnin runnin but you can’t outrun the hit
All that petty ass energy gon boomerang quick.
You wanted smoke? Congrats now you choke on it, sis.
Karma’s comin full force
and she don’t miss.
Your family bounced out guess they needed some peace
Blamin everybody else while your chaos increased
Friends disappear cause you drain every room,
You freeze people out just to feel your own fumes
Karma on your doorstep knock knock bitch
You been talkin all that trash now you’re dealin with this switch
All that big mouth flexin but your life don’t match
Tryna throw shade at me? Girl stay in your hatch.
You keep runnin runnin runnin but you can’t outrun the hit
All that petty ass energy gon boomerang quick
You wanted smoke? Congrats now you choke on it sis.
Karma’s comin full force
and she don’t miss.
You really thought you popped off with that weak ass post
Droppin vague ass shade like you ain’t petty the most
Pathetic as hell can’t say shit to my face
So you typed it on your story like a coward in lace
You wanted me to see it? Bitch I know you did
You ain’t subtle you ain’t slick you’re just messy as shit
Indirects cause you scared can’t handle the hit
So let me bounce back real quick
here’s my motherfuckin diss
Instead of runnin your dumbass mouth you should be runnin laps
Sweatin out all that fast food sittin heavy in your apps
Always talkin tough but you ain’t liftin shit
Try liftin your life for once you unmotivated bitch
Quit orderin takeout try cookin somethin real
Maybe then your man would see you as more than a cheap ass meal.
Wonder why he won’t give you a home that’s actually nice?
Cause you bring drama no value and zero sacrifice
Karma on your doorstep knock knock bitch
You been talkin all that trash now you’re dealin’ with this switch.
All that big mouth flexin but your life don’t match
Tryna throw shade at me? Girl stay in your hatch
You keep runnin runnin runnin but you can’t outrun the hit
All that petty ass energy gon boomerang quick
Karma’s comin full force
and she don’t miss
So I’m packin up my peace like
fuck that bitch
Mmm mmmm mmm
BiBi
