Skully Boy

Bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
Bitch
Bitch

Only thing I'm worried about is blue hunnid's
I ain't sweating no bitch I'm one hunnid'
No. 9 jeans bitch I'm bussin
She got a throat infection give her Robitussin
Back up bitch I ain't tryna take no photo
Slap her on her booty like I'm Kojo
Bow for me bitch like Quasimodo call me Frollo
Super hard on hoes that's my motto that's for sure though
I'm out with Nico 111 burning something sticky
If it's cottonmouth you know I'm sippin something minky
Barely even sleeping
Face getting wrinkly
Momma I'mma call you soon I swear it on my pinky

Y'all can hit my jack y'all can hit my line
Gazing in light praying I see a sign
Y'all can hit my jack y'all can hit my line
Y'all can hit my jack y'all can hit my line

If y'all n*ggas talking about beef it better be Ragù
Cause y'all n*ggas KFC and you fried too
Shape shifting ass n*ggas call them Aku
My brother hate rats he go rata with that tool
Heard you cried wolf
Huff 'n puff my doobie then I slide through
Dice the carrots and onions put you in a pot of stew
Cause I'm a bandit
I go frantic
Ride round the city with my manses
Heard a snowflake bitch say I'm cancelled
Don't believe in star signs but I'm cancer
Trouble I get into when I hop on instrumentals
Bitch I meditate to heavy metal

Y'all can hit my jack y'all can hit my line
Gazing in light praying I see a sign
Y'all can hit my jack y'all can hit my line
Y'all can hit my jack y'all can hit my line

Baby what you on
What you tryna do
In your crib I let my nuts hang I drag them on the floor
Baby what you on
What you tryna do
In your crib I let my nuts hang I drag them on the floor
Grimy to the bone
My mom ain't raise no hoe
Don't take me for no sucker
Ain't going out sad no more



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Writer(s): Andrew P
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