Got Skills?

Deuce deuce hit you with the truth till your tooth loose
Who's who
You Nickelodeon's ain't got a blues clue
Sue who
For what
Take it to court wassup I got judge Judy
The booty looking so bougie
I'm a different type a rookie get nookie lookie you following
Everybody who hollering in cum you swallowing
In come
bottles of red rum
Jameson then some
Nirvana for them lungs
Inhale the Buddha (Together)
I came to shoot you and put you in a condition of Kama sutra positions fucking you over listen
I'm temperamental my attitude is on pissed off
Kinda like a cheap circumcision I'm feeling ripped off
Big boss, fuck who got juice I rather drip sauce
Cris cross take what I want, Fuck what that bitch costs
Big talk, it's getting icy, you bout to slip off
Big cough, if you got the rona better piss off
Ayo, fun fact, I know this one cat
A real scumbag, but when shit got real
He made a comeback
Which shows me everyone's
Redeemable
Believe a little Even if you been evil
Or leading life a little illegal
Or lethal (Together)
Thread the needle For the future foreseeable
You could be for the people that needed you a little
Young & eager but also Uneven a little
A leader who's supposed to bring the balance
And equal the middle
Label me stupid cuz lately I'm killing Cupid
Like fuck falling in love I rather be parachuting
Sky diving, rock climbing up on a hot island
Cop diamonds and like a virgin Ima pop hymen's
Y'all allergic to my flow like it's penicillin
My pen is killing a bunch of the women who finding my sex appealing
Drug dealing thugs living no fucks given
Singing gospel another bump to the nostril
Like
Hell of a kill, Cruela devil
Took her out to dinner and a movie
Hell of a bill, Terrible meal
Bearable still, Unacceptable deal
I Told her Next time that we link
It's gon be Netflix and chill
Steaks on the grill, Wine from Brazil
Entangle a little, No jada and will
Til we get a fill
You know the deal
Keeping it real Rest In Peace uncle phil
And they say I got vernacular which means
I got skill

But suddenly, everybody got love for me, tryna live a life of luxury, but baby girl you not the one for me
Sing (Aye, aye)
Suddenly, everybody got love for me, if I asked you to hold me down, would you even Ride or die, need someone by my side, tell me if I'm alive again

This shit Gone have you jumping just like Cassidy bop
He spent bout 20 minutes typing but won't actually pop
They even tried to be just like me I'm actually shocked
I take 2 ounces to the chest before I actually drop
Sort of kinda moving grimey
Cuz I Hurd they wanna line me
But the crazy thing about It
They couldn't even get beside me
In the midst of any instant
I make sure I'm moving slimey
But I'm speaking on reality
So they won't even try me
Dusse yeah I guzzled it
I had done Enough of it
Yeah I'm talking fakes and snakes and all that sucker shit
No we do not makes mistakes having fun with it
Fill my whole plate with steak we on other shit
This King Kong
Smoking on this Cheech Chong
Have em yellin' OO OO
Bigger then that theme song
Really Wish that I could be wrong
But really I don't be wrong
Said I Wish that I could be wrong
But I shouldn't even speak on

But suddenly, everybody got love for me, tryna live a life of luxury, but baby girl you not the one for me
Sing (Aye, aye)
Suddenly, everybody got love for me, if I asked you to hold me down, would you even Ride or die, need someone by my side, tell me if I'm alive again



Credits
Writer(s): Rakhmin Kogen
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