Skama
Don't harvest an addiction cause I'm serving all these bitches
I hate it when I'm in their life, don't give me proper mentions
Got two lanes simultaneously switching lanes intermission
But I be all confused, powder lines up to the roof
We on the top. And we running up the block
We sending shots
Restocking the rocks
Like I call the shots
We open up the space
She gives me face
Combo with the faith
I fade away
I'm in outer space
I could start the race
Man fuck the case
And I'm strapped up for whatever and I'm ready
Steady with pedal, Going over 80
Hanging people like they old Christians
Spark inside, tinted windows no recognition
Get paid for a brick, that's a whole commission
Around the time. We on a vibe
Can't see her eyes
Lost in time
Cost her five
Allotted time
We don't need the mission
Break the engine
Needs Gods permission
Bitches showing ass for a stanza
Pimp the plaza, Burning up the skama
Rolling dice for couple dollas
Blow her black for a fucking comma
Hotbox in this house I've been here for days
Take away my pain
Don't harvest an addiction cause I'm serving all these bitches
I hate it when I'm in their life, don't give me proper mentions
Got two lanes simultaneously switching lanes intermission
But I be all confused, powder lines up to the roof
We on the top. And we running up the block
We sending shots
Restocking the rocks
Like I call the shots
We open up the space
She gives me face
Combo with the faith
I fade away
I'm in outer space
I could start the race
Man fuck the case
I got the space coupe from a different sector of the galaxy
Don't need a label deal worth a dollar less than my currently six-figure salary
Yeah my bankroll been heavy lifting and consuming bout double the calories
I like to paint pictures over 808s, I turn the studio into a gallery
Don't really matter the canvas, I'm in Chicago like Candace
I'm double-parking the RR handless, fishbowl tints, Kurt Rambis
I'm just a regular joe with several flows and chains with temperature seven below
I wouldn't touch em or stare, they tend to deposit a chill in the air
I hate it when I'm in their life, don't give me proper mentions
Got two lanes simultaneously switching lanes intermission
But I be all confused, powder lines up to the roof
We on the top. And we running up the block
We sending shots
Restocking the rocks
Like I call the shots
We open up the space
She gives me face
Combo with the faith
I fade away
I'm in outer space
I could start the race
Man fuck the case
And I'm strapped up for whatever and I'm ready
Steady with pedal, Going over 80
Hanging people like they old Christians
Spark inside, tinted windows no recognition
Get paid for a brick, that's a whole commission
Around the time. We on a vibe
Can't see her eyes
Lost in time
Cost her five
Allotted time
We don't need the mission
Break the engine
Needs Gods permission
Bitches showing ass for a stanza
Pimp the plaza, Burning up the skama
Rolling dice for couple dollas
Blow her black for a fucking comma
Hotbox in this house I've been here for days
Take away my pain
Don't harvest an addiction cause I'm serving all these bitches
I hate it when I'm in their life, don't give me proper mentions
Got two lanes simultaneously switching lanes intermission
But I be all confused, powder lines up to the roof
We on the top. And we running up the block
We sending shots
Restocking the rocks
Like I call the shots
We open up the space
She gives me face
Combo with the faith
I fade away
I'm in outer space
I could start the race
Man fuck the case
I got the space coupe from a different sector of the galaxy
Don't need a label deal worth a dollar less than my currently six-figure salary
Yeah my bankroll been heavy lifting and consuming bout double the calories
I like to paint pictures over 808s, I turn the studio into a gallery
Don't really matter the canvas, I'm in Chicago like Candace
I'm double-parking the RR handless, fishbowl tints, Kurt Rambis
I'm just a regular joe with several flows and chains with temperature seven below
I wouldn't touch em or stare, they tend to deposit a chill in the air
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Writer(s): Andreas Cuanas Quintero
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