She said I got skill when I f*ck, I'm a "Skilla Baby"
F*ck around and grab the pistol I might go and kill his lady
F*ck it, go and kill the baby
Off a eighth of shrooms the psilocybin got me acting crazy
I've been balling, making plays like I just shot a 3 today
Don't forget to when you step back hit that f*cking fade away
And I'm drip down Louis V, I member rocking Bathing Ape
And I brought that laser in yo home, I'm blazing up this safe
Dumped the body off right in the back, down in the lake
Yeah, I mix the purple up, I call this bitch a wocky shake
Bought my pate-, bought my Patek a new face
I pulled them Benji's out the case and made it great
I just caught my favorite opp, loafing on my favorite block
Load them 762s up and run him down and take his watch
I just got my banger hot, I done threw an ounce up in the wood
Because I face a lot, I can't even tame the glock
Its blowin and can't control because I'm not the one who's banging shots
New exhaust up on it, you can see the flames and hear the pop
I just got the body bag for you, I laid you on the rocks
F*ck it, f*ck it, go and mix the pot
Brodie tried to smoke a ho, I told his ass to f*cking stop
Don't even throw em, go and box, knock him out then take a picture
Frame it, don't forget to crop, switchy making cheese
From all the bodies that it dropped, bought so many whips, I memorized the lot
Runnin home I'm bouta steal, the wheel fell off the whip like I done ran over banana peels
What the f*ck is that damn build ?
I got ooters in the field, run up on them, gun up on them
They ain't know I got the shield, 50 magazine, gon' hit em flip his damn automobile
Masked up like Navy SEALs, you need that baby bib
I got my Faygo fizzed, stepped on like Lego brick
Mind on my f*cking buis, shoota, gon' oot his ribs
She got them boobies did, and I'm gon' let her have them kids
She said I got skill when I f*ck, I'm a "Skilla Baby"
F*ck around and grab the pistol, I might go and kill his lady, yeah
F*ck it, go and kill the baby
Off a eighth of shrooms the psilocybin got me acting crazy
"Skilla Baby" making "Crack Music", turning the f*ck up
I don't wanna hear what you saying, just shut the f*ck up
Spinning round this bitch like a ratchet up on a lug nut
Every time you see the big body coming, make sure the gun up
Money made me take care of the things that I was stressed about
That was what you supposed to do but then, you went and kicked me out
I got money in the bank, I'm stressing bout these Benjis now
I got so much P's of za that you can't even get this loud
Smoke, hopped up out the Subaru and blast it at his throat
All the wodies found him, figured out we had a mole
Took it from my duffel, trying to steal his f*cking O
And now nobody's gon' f*ck with him cause they know he a HO
Hopped up out the dick up on the gun, look like it's gay (pause)
Go and grab the boobs, they on the bottom of the drake
Switching out the magazine so I can hit his place
I'ma unload with the LMG rounds, nobody's safe
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She said I got skill when I f*ck, I'm a "Skilla Baby"
F*ck around and grab the pistol I might go and kill his lady
F*ck it, go and kill the baby
Off a eighth of shrooms the psilocybin got me acting crazy
I've been balling, making plays like I just shot a 3 today
Don't forget to when you step back hit that f*cking fade away
And I'm drip down Louis V, I member rocking Bathing Ape
And I brought that laser in yo home, I'm blazing up this safe
Dumped the body off right in the back, down in the lake
Yeah, I mix the purple up, I call this bitch a wocky shake
Bought my pate-, bought my Patek a new face
I pulled them Benji's out the case and made it great
I just caught my favorite opp, loafing on my favorite block
Load them 762s up and run him down and take his watch
I just got my banger hot, I done threw an ounce up in the wood
Because I face a lot, I can't even tame the glock
Its blowin and can't control because I'm not the one who's banging shots
New exhaust up on it, you can see the flames and hear the pop
I just got the body bag for you, I laid you on the rocks
F*ck it, f*ck it, go and mix the pot
Brodie tried to smoke a ho, I told his ass to f*cking stop
Don't even throw em, go and box, knock him out then take a picture
Frame it, don't forget to crop, switchy making cheese
From all the bodies that it dropped, bought so many whips, I memorized the lot
Runnin home I'm bouta steal, the wheel fell off the whip like I done ran over banana peels
What the f*ck is that damn build ?
I got ooters in the field, run up on them, gun up on them
They ain't know I got the shield, 50 magazine, gon' hit em flip his damn automobile
Masked up like Navy SEALs, you need that baby bib
I got my Faygo fizzed, stepped on like Lego brick
Mind on my f*cking buis, shoota, gon' oot his ribs
She got them boobies did, and I'm gon' let her have them kids
She said I got skill when I f*ck, I'm a "Skilla Baby"
F*ck around and grab the pistol, I might go and kill his lady, yeah
F*ck it, go and kill the baby
Off a eighth of shrooms the psilocybin got me acting crazy
"Skilla Baby" making "Crack Music", turning the f*ck up
I don't wanna hear what you saying, just shut the f*ck up
Spinning round this bitch like a ratchet up on a lug nut
Every time you see the big body coming, make sure the gun up
Money made me take care of the things that I was stressed about
That was what you supposed to do but then, you went and kicked me out
I got money in the bank, I'm stressing bout these Benjis now
I got so much P's of za that you can't even get this loud
Smoke, hopped up out the Subaru and blast it at his throat
All the wodies found him, figured out we had a mole
Took it from my duffel, trying to steal his f*cking O
And now nobody's gon' f*ck with him cause they know he a HO
Hopped up out the dick up on the gun, look like it's gay (pause)
Go and grab the boobs, they on the bottom of the drake
Switching out the magazine so I can hit his place
I'ma unload with the LMG rounds, nobody's safe
F*ck around and grab the pistol I might go and kill his lady
F*ck it, go and kill the baby
Off a eighth of shrooms the psilocybin got me acting crazy
I've been balling, making plays like I just shot a 3 today
Don't forget to when you step back hit that f*cking fade away
And I'm drip down Louis V, I member rocking Bathing Ape
And I brought that laser in yo home, I'm blazing up this safe
Dumped the body off right in the back, down in the lake
Yeah, I mix the purple up, I call this bitch a wocky shake
Bought my pate-, bought my Patek a new face
I pulled them Benji's out the case and made it great
I just caught my favorite opp, loafing on my favorite block
Load them 762s up and run him down and take his watch
I just got my banger hot, I done threw an ounce up in the wood
Because I face a lot, I can't even tame the glock
Its blowin and can't control because I'm not the one who's banging shots
New exhaust up on it, you can see the flames and hear the pop
I just got the body bag for you, I laid you on the rocks
F*ck it, f*ck it, go and mix the pot
Brodie tried to smoke a ho, I told his ass to f*cking stop
Don't even throw em, go and box, knock him out then take a picture
Frame it, don't forget to crop, switchy making cheese
From all the bodies that it dropped, bought so many whips, I memorized the lot
Runnin home I'm bouta steal, the wheel fell off the whip like I done ran over banana peels
What the f*ck is that damn build ?
I got ooters in the field, run up on them, gun up on them
They ain't know I got the shield, 50 magazine, gon' hit em flip his damn automobile
Masked up like Navy SEALs, you need that baby bib
I got my Faygo fizzed, stepped on like Lego brick
Mind on my f*cking buis, shoota, gon' oot his ribs
She got them boobies did, and I'm gon' let her have them kids
She said I got skill when I f*ck, I'm a "Skilla Baby"
F*ck around and grab the pistol, I might go and kill his lady, yeah
F*ck it, go and kill the baby
Off a eighth of shrooms the psilocybin got me acting crazy
"Skilla Baby" making "Crack Music", turning the f*ck up
I don't wanna hear what you saying, just shut the f*ck up
Spinning round this bitch like a ratchet up on a lug nut
Every time you see the big body coming, make sure the gun up
Money made me take care of the things that I was stressed about
That was what you supposed to do but then, you went and kicked me out
I got money in the bank, I'm stressing bout these Benjis now
I got so much P's of za that you can't even get this loud
Smoke, hopped up out the Subaru and blast it at his throat
All the wodies found him, figured out we had a mole
Took it from my duffel, trying to steal his f*cking O
And now nobody's gon' f*ck with him cause they know he a HO
Hopped up out the dick up on the gun, look like it's gay (pause)
Go and grab the boobs, they on the bottom of the drake
Switching out the magazine so I can hit his place
I'ma unload with the LMG rounds, nobody's safe
Writer: Dennis Bickers
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