Skrt!

P-P-Pull up in that skrt, driving stick
Where's your Uber?
Flexing like I'm rich 'cause I'm rich in the future
Money counter frrrr, 'cause I moved up
Getting famous off the shit I'm saiyan, like I'm super

I be charged up in that cuca
She said, "Boy you fucked all of my friends"
That's a rumor
I'm a work of art
Walking dream
Out the Moo-MA
Running through your hoe, bada boom
She a trooper
Beans got me glitching like computers
Flying in that new thing paratrooper
My money falling out my pockets
I'm like oops uhhh
I'm laughing in the bank they love my sense of humor

Pull up in that skrt, driving stick
Where's your Uber?
Flexing like I'm rich 'cause I'm rich in the future
Money counter frrrr, 'cause I moved up
Getting famous off the shit I'm saiyan, like I'm super

I don't play no games, I'm paid
Break through gates, I pave the way
Independent but the labels know what I've been doing, ahhh
See the goggles on 'em, they've been watching all my movements, ahhh
She pull up on me cause she like when her tummy hurts
She pull up on me for one night now she claim I'm hers
Geeked up, I'm so high that I'm kinda scared
Kid Cudi vibes, eye to eye with astronomers
Never take advice from a muggle, y'all some commoners
Can't wait 'till haters see me float above my hearse
Atlas weeping, play the game of life then play in reverse
If you don't understand
I'm sorry, you're cursed

Pull up in that skrt, driving stick
Where's your Uber?
Flexing like I'm rich 'cause I'm rich in the future
Money counter frrrr, 'cause I moved up
Getting famous off the shit I'm saiyan, like I'm super



Credits
Writer(s): Richie Bazelais
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