[Verse 1]She swears she’s sugar, spice, and light,But baby, sn

[Verse 1] She swears she’s sugar, spice, and light, But baby, snakes wear pearls at night. Turned her daddy in, said it was right, Then cried on cue in black and white. She tells the world, "I did my best,” With crocodile tears and a thrift-store dress. But a heart like hers don’t age with grace, It just gets sharper in the face. [Chorus] Karma’s got a cactus with her name, Thorns lined up like a walk of shame. She can fake a smile and dress in lace, But you can't Febreze a rotten place. Truth sticks harder than a whiskey jar, And karma’s drivin’ a b**t-up car, With a backseat full of receipts and charm — And a cactus headin’ straight for her arm. [Verse 2] She heard he’s dyin’, played the saint, Called him up — he said, "Girl, I ain’t." Didn’t want no daughters ‘round his bed, So she crept through his stuff instead. Lied her way to hospital halls, Wouldn't let the real ones make a call. Wrote “Next of Kin” with glitter pen, And planned a show just for pretend. [Chorus] Karma’s got a cactus with her name, Digging roots in her family shame. You can’t erase what folks remember — Fake July don’t hide a cold December. She’s the queen of stolen glory, But the grave don’t buy a rewritten story. Hope she brought gloves to that final farm — 'Cause karma’s kissin’ her with a cactus charm. [Bridge] You can block the truth, delete the texts, Shut out sisters, fake respect. But Daddy’s ghost got a wicked grin — He said, “She’s her mother’s girl, through thick and thin.” [Final Chorus] Karma’s got a cactus with her name, Waitin' patient in the family flame. Pretty lies in a funeral song, But right don’t change 'cause loud is strong. She’ll find out when her mirror cracks, That cactus grows on busted tracks. You can’t outrun what you disarm — 'Cause karma’s comin’… With a cactus charm.