Karma Money

Money getting thicker
Cash drunk like we're off some liquor
Leah on the beat
Flow getting sicker and sicker
Money is my drug of choice
I attract it with my voice
(I attract it with my voice)
Everywhere I go they wanna know
Who's that girl with game
With bands
With flow
Who's that girl I wanna know
Who? Who? Who?
Who's that girl with game
With bands
With flow
She spits fire you know
I like it
Money
Thicker
Liquor
Um, um
Money getting thicker like glutes
Oh shoo
Cash loves gripping on my hips
Like denim
Damn, I'm so damn fine
Like a ticket
Um, um
Forget the lines
But you like how I improvise
Flow so tight
Drips like a spigot
Asking for a flick with my clique
Thick and classy
Sassy with the cash
Thick like my cherry mash
Smashing on the beat
Fashion so unique
Asking 'bout my feats
Thick
Like my thick petite
Leah how you make that beat?
Leah how you bring that heat?
Leah, Leah, Leah, Leah
Whatcha you gonna say-uh
To all the fans, calling your name, wanting more
They say that I'm not working
That I'm busy b-b-b-eing
Um
Damn
Maybe I am
Stacking
Stacking bread feet high
That's a feat
When I, when I make a beat this clean
This clean
And my car's clean, clean
I, I, I am a beam of light
Flowing through your city
I make tracks
Like a deer in the forest
You hear?
Something, something rustling in the leaves
Yes, that's me
Money tree, tree, tree, tree
Money tree, tree, tree, tree
Everything I am
And everything I be
Everything, everything
Legacy, legacy
It's Leah you see