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Skyro blessed that shit boy

Smoking home pack got the guap yeah
Watch out for the trigger make em dance
Hands on ya head this the last chance
Cookie straight from afghan
Blessed you here's the napkin
Out here making baskets
Yeah my boys are trapping
Came out the clouds, what's happening?
My bad bitch always tappin it
Fucking made these trap songs i'm proud of it
Fucking start this mosh pit, get it crowded in
Now I'm the man on stage yeah I started it
Hit the plug up saying yeah I need a lot of it, yeah yeah

Thought i'd be the nice guy but I fought a bitch
Fleshed this knife yeah, I carved that bitch
Falling off a perc bitch you had to twitch
Fuck off my shoulders with your issues you should handle it
Baked this cookie here's the smoke I bodied it
My girl so ratchet she always getting naughty quick
Look like I came out sink
With this faucet drip
Spotting the ops while I smoke
Now I gotta dip
A hit a my weed will make you sit
Cuban my neck gon' make me sick
Claps snares and kicks, which one do I pick?
Licking my wood, reloading my stick
Hop in this bitch the smoke make it lit
Have an addiction of fucking up shit
Brain is the bomb i'm nuclear shit
Breathing for life out the Lazarus pit
Spotting the bag i'm finna go get
Think you got cash well look at my wrist
If you hating your parents you wouldn't exist

Smoking home pack got the guap yeah
Watch out for the trigger make em dance
Hands on ya head this the last chance
Cookie straight from afghan
Blessed you here's the napkin
Out here making baskets
Yeah my boys are trapping
Came out the clouds, what's happening?
My bad bitch always tappin it
Fucking made these trap songs and i'm proud of it
Fucking start this mosh pit, get it crowded in
Now I'm the man on stage yeah I started it
Hit the plug up saying yeah I need a lot of it, yeah yeah

Need a lot of it, need a lot of it
I just made two bangers in the stew we going on a bitch
And we on our shit
Pistol packing nigga come and get ya shit
You's a little bitch
Riding with my nigga's and i'll never switch
Bitch I never switch
Got the guap she get top
We on top we don't stop
Fuck the ops say fuck the ops
We do drops niggga you get popped
Milly rock, feel like Uzi got the silly watch
We told god
Nigga pussy you a opp
Yeah, nigga pussy you a opp
Nigga you a pussy you a opp
Come in get come in clutch
Nigga you opp
Can't fuck with you
You an opp nigga
Get dropped nigga
Get popped nigga
San Ant-one Texas 210 nigga

Smoking home pack got the guap yeah
Watch out for the trigger make em dance
Hands on ya head this the last chance
Cookie straight from afghan
Blessed you here's the napkin
Out here making baskets
Yeah my boys are trapping
Came out the clouds, what's happening?
My bad bitch always tappin it
Fucking made these trap songs i'm proud of it
Fucking start this mosh pit, get it crowded in
Now I'm the man on stage yeah I started it
Hit the plug up saying yeah I need a lot of it, yeah yeah



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Writer(s): Stephen Gomez
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