Nasty Karma Lyrics

You cannot ever get fucking Higher than this

I'm like a flying fish

Decisions I've made fucking Karma came back and I'm Fucking flying to hell

Or maybe I'm just fucking Running ducking I'm running From something

Doesn't even fucking matter Cause in the end we will all be Nothing

I really thought this shit was Impossible but damn I did it

There ain't no running back

Had to make a track

Had to make a rack

Had to make a plaque

Had to make a stack

All these pussy bitches wanna Get attached

Wanna get a rack

Wanna get a stack

Smoking like a pack

Smoking like a rack

Smoke out any bitch

You cannot ever get fucking Higher than this

I'm like a flying fish

Decisions I've made fucking Karma came back and I'm Fucking flying to hell

Or maybe I'm just fucking Running ducking I'm running From something

Doesn't even fucking matter Cause in the end we will all be Nothing

My bones wither away

In a cold rainy day

Lost my way somehow

Found a way somehow

Out alone

All alone

Patterns in the rain

I think I'm going insane

Happy within pain

Woah