KARATE KID ft. Cornski Lyrics

(I know I'm supposed to be there, I know I'm supposed to lead by example)

(I know that)

(I'm not shovin' it aside, you know, like it don't mean anythin')

(But we talkin' about practice, man)

(What are we talkin' about?)

I could never lose my temper 'bout no mother fuckin' ho

I just bagged me up a shawty, now I'm showin' her the ropes

I swear I ain't even funny but she laughin' at my jokes

Dawg, I feel like Colin Jost

Take a pic and do the most

Said fuck Australia, tryna live out where the Burj is

I like the bitches that'll fuck me for some purses

I even like the nurses, the ones who know my verses

The ones that's gettin' money in they bag, like a Birkin (Perfect)

Fuck all the bullshit, dawg, I can't give you a dap

When you think about it, I'm the one who put us on the map

I got way too many women I think I am losin' track

Christy, Shauna, Paula, Donna, I wish I could get y'all back

I can't even gamble, I got way too much at stake

I been servin' up them fiends like I'm clearin' off my plate

You been poppin', uppin' 'em beans if you thinkin' I'm gon stay

I'ma put yo' ass on a screen if you hittin' up G's bae

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

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Wax on, wax off

(Ski)

Wax on, wax off

I'm a real young nigga, got my racks off

Wax on, wax off

Feel like Future in this bitch, nigga, mask off

I got niggas sick like covid, all this ice on me I'm snowin'

Shorty said I'm rich, I know it

Change the weather I'm controllin'

I don't trust these niggas at all (At all)

I got some bros that I can call (I can call)

I'm so focused on this adderall (Adderall)

You thought you won, you lost, boy

You know I passed 'em off (Passed 'em off)

Year from now I'm swervin' that Phantom (Swerve)

Sippin' dirty fanta (Woo)

Want that ho, I already had her (Woo, woo)

Goin' up, I climbed that ladder (Woo, woo, woo)

Shit don't even matter

I got her now, you can have her after (Ski)

Yeah, you can have her after

I have bitches that's way badder

Lights on, lights off (Woo, woo)

Evade my taxes like a write-off (Woo, woo)

Racks on, racks off (Woo, woo)

Bad lil' bitch, take a night off (Woo, woo)

I'm on adderall, fake geeker sippin' tylenol (Woo, woo)

Wax on, wax off (Woo, woo)

Wax on (Woo, woo)

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

Wax on, wax off

(We sittin' here, I'm supposed to be the franchise player)

(And we in here, talkin' about practice)

(I mean, it's-, listen)

(We talkin' about practice, man)