Caponedagod - Skip 2 My Lou Lyrics

Yea (yea)
Nah for real (nah for real boys)
Hashtag Nah for real boys (yea niggas know)
All that
Niggas know, matter of fact stay out of our business, you niggas don't know (hell nah)
Yea

I'm in the streets still ballin' feel like Skip to my Lou (feel like skip to my Lou)
Fifty Five on a play its too good to be true (yea)
Sent a bag to them boys they don't miss when they shoot (they don't miss when they frrt frtt)
I'ma east buff baby I seen bricks in a coupe

Pone why you don't do this
Nigga I'm richer than you
Pone, I just wanna f*ck
My bitch thicker than you
I'ma real hood baby I cant listen to you
They invite me to the Grammys sneak a stick in my suit

He said he grew up with the plug, now he on the run (yea)
I been balling hard since school days think i'm one and done
Stop beating on that bitch cause she around, let her have some fun
I don't sip but my brother do he turnt a cup to Kris Dunn (nah for real)
We was really in the field tryna blitz something (yea)
You was tryna break a deal then we killed cuz
Heard his boys gassed him up, then we filled em up (what the f*ck)
Glock twenty came with bald heads we shoot milk duds

I ain't no rap nigga, I just gotta it factor
I don seen a hundred a couple times I'ma rich bastard
We'll get to shooting like the nigga that the Knicks drafted
Nigga I'm shiftier than shiesty, break even and hit a lick after

You ever hit some pussy so good you had to block a bitch (say what)
You ever spent yo last on a play like monopoly (damn)
I'ma nah for real lieutenant, that nigga just a wannabe (nah forreal boys)
My niggas type to pull up with sixteen like Stojakovic

I'm skipping to my Lou
Told em gimme the loot
You try to run and frttt frtt
You bet not think bout a move
He was dissing early morning
Boy we killed him by noon
He was white tee rockin
Died like winnie-the-pooh

Nah for real boys (nah for real)
Nah for real boys nigga, niggas know
Nah for realers, all that stupid ass nigga
Yea