Skrrt
And I fucking hate repeating but ima do this shit
(Get on your Grind shorty k)
Skrrt
Skrtt
Skrrt
It's us it's us
Balmain on my jeans like Michael
I'm in the backseat with my rifle
She Bad like Mariah you dead on a revival
I was tazzing a hellcat fucked around and flattened the tire
Don't forget who I am
I'm still the young nigga with chains and a F on the tire
I knock on the wire you still like desire
I still ride around with the mother fucking fire
Diamonds gone dance on a bih like MJ spin a little nigga like a dj
Hit three of his friends that's a three way leave his dead body on a freeway
Dope boy dickies and Reebok classics she wanna fuck with the G way
I was out for 13 hours I fucked around fell right asleep on a PJ
Left out the dentist with 10 by 10's hellcat gone in the wind
I'm smoking my dead opps them niggas be still talking hate
When I'm rolling em in
And forgive for my sins and all that I did I'm praying the god I repent
All blue interior I wrapped it all green I ride around look like the grinch
Uh skrrt uh yea yea my foot on they neck
Y'all don't want no static y'all don't want no action
A nigga ain't feeling no threats
I pull up with Tecs get wet that pussy get wet that sex
Vvs on my I flex
My niggas ain't breaking no sweat uh uh yea
He was dissing on twin we was tripping on med
Caught em down bad and turned to a pack
If I left some shit home but can't leave with the chrome
On thing about tone nigga I don't lack Get down
With the Draco get down with that Mack
Don't shoot at legs we send shots at yo head
When they send shots in the back that's a fact
Driven a stolo pull of in a scat
We the ones that knock ya dog
We the one that got the city hot
We the ones that drop yo dog
I advised you niggas not to plot
Wipe his nose then watch him rot
Get them bows get em off by a lot
They want me to change but shit
I can't change told me stop trapping but shit I think not
Skrrt
Skrrt
Skrrt
It's us it's us
Balmain on my jeans like Michael,
I'm in the backseat with my rifle she Bad like Mariah you dead on a revival
I was tazzing a hellcat fucked around and flattened the tire
Don't forget who I am I'm still the young nigga with chains and a F on the tire
I knock on the wire you still like desire
I still ride around with that mother fucking fire
Skrrt
Skrrt
Skrrt
It's us it's us
(Get on your Grind shorty k)
Skrrt
Skrtt
Skrrt
It's us it's us
Balmain on my jeans like Michael
I'm in the backseat with my rifle
She Bad like Mariah you dead on a revival
I was tazzing a hellcat fucked around and flattened the tire
Don't forget who I am
I'm still the young nigga with chains and a F on the tire
I knock on the wire you still like desire
I still ride around with the mother fucking fire
Diamonds gone dance on a bih like MJ spin a little nigga like a dj
Hit three of his friends that's a three way leave his dead body on a freeway
Dope boy dickies and Reebok classics she wanna fuck with the G way
I was out for 13 hours I fucked around fell right asleep on a PJ
Left out the dentist with 10 by 10's hellcat gone in the wind
I'm smoking my dead opps them niggas be still talking hate
When I'm rolling em in
And forgive for my sins and all that I did I'm praying the god I repent
All blue interior I wrapped it all green I ride around look like the grinch
Uh skrrt uh yea yea my foot on they neck
Y'all don't want no static y'all don't want no action
A nigga ain't feeling no threats
I pull up with Tecs get wet that pussy get wet that sex
Vvs on my I flex
My niggas ain't breaking no sweat uh uh yea
He was dissing on twin we was tripping on med
Caught em down bad and turned to a pack
If I left some shit home but can't leave with the chrome
On thing about tone nigga I don't lack Get down
With the Draco get down with that Mack
Don't shoot at legs we send shots at yo head
When they send shots in the back that's a fact
Driven a stolo pull of in a scat
We the ones that knock ya dog
We the one that got the city hot
We the ones that drop yo dog
I advised you niggas not to plot
Wipe his nose then watch him rot
Get them bows get em off by a lot
They want me to change but shit
I can't change told me stop trapping but shit I think not
Skrrt
Skrrt
Skrrt
It's us it's us
Balmain on my jeans like Michael,
I'm in the backseat with my rifle she Bad like Mariah you dead on a revival
I was tazzing a hellcat fucked around and flattened the tire
Don't forget who I am I'm still the young nigga with chains and a F on the tire
I knock on the wire you still like desire
I still ride around with that mother fucking fire
Skrrt
Skrrt
Skrrt
It's us it's us
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Writer(s): Jaylen Williams
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