[Intro: SKYTE]
Ayy, yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy
I gotta kill this goofy ass beat
Ayy, this is freestyle time
Bro, what the fuck, bro, stop callin' me, nigga
(48 on the beat)
Ayy, yuh, yuh
[Verse 1: SKYTE]
I think I'm a dog, the way I walk around with bitches
I might kiss yo mom, then tell that ho to do the dishes
We gon' find a pond and make yo brother swim with fishes
What the fuck you want lil' nigga? I be stackin' digits
I ain't with that shit, bitch, I woke up mad today
She gon' suck the dick, while you niggas masturbate
And she swallow it, she said she like the aftertaste
I love when they hate, I like to make 'em back away
Why you niggas pussy? Y'all complaining like some bitches do
Yo bitch at my crib, she worship me just like a ritual
No, I'm not the same, I am a different individual
Just because I'm chill don't mean a nigga can't get physical
Ayy, hit 'em headshot, hang 'em, dreadlocks
Steppin' over bodies, think I got new red socks
Talkin' on his name, he finna cut his neck off
And I might beat it from the back until her fuckin' legs lock
And I might beat it on the bed, shot him now he dead
Pussy nigga tried to run and now, he missin' legs
Where I put his body? Man, I hid it in my bed
Went and robbed a pussy nigga and I think his name was Craig
Man, these niggas actin' goofy, money stretchin' like it's Luffy
I got chopsticks everywhere, these niggas think I'm eatin' sushi
Play these bitches, Call of Duty, I'ma kill a fit, like nudey
I don't care how bad the bitch is, I ain't finna eat her coochie
All my niggas know we next up, pussy niggas flexed up
Can't wait till my niggas rich and whippin' in a Tesla
I can't give you gas because we only smoke that pressure
All my niggas in the front, so all you niggas better catch up
[Interlude: SKYTE & KILLDAVYN]
Umm, yeah
So, uh, now the next portion of the song will be passed on to my
Good friend Davyn
Davyn, what do you have to say?
Man, I hate these niggas, hold up, lemme talk my shit
Ayy, ayy, okay
[Verse 2: KILLDAVYN]
Uh, yeah, your shawty a treesh, uh
I don't wanna fuck your ho, because she for the streets, uh
I control yo bitch, you know I'm walking with a leash, huh
And when she goin' down, you know she finna have a feast
Okay, like, grab the MAC, pull up on a nigga, shoot his habitat
Grab the strap, and you should stay off mic 'cause you suck at rap
That's a fact, you don't know the difference between this and that
And [?], you should drop the mic and you should go sell crack
Aight, yeah, I'ma get disrespectful on this shit
I hope you crash and it kills everybody in the whip
I hope yo dad come back with crack and OD's on that shit
And I hope yo dog falls in a hole and gets stuck in that shit
Yeah, uh, yeah, 'cause a nigga toxic
I might pull up to yo house and shoot you with a chopstick
Told that bitch to do the dance like [?]
And all my niggas run up in yo crib, like we mobbin'
Ayy, and we pull up with the chopsticks
I don't want that bitch because that bitch is too gothic, haha
Ayy, yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy
I gotta kill this goofy ass beat
Ayy, this is freestyle time
Bro, what the fuck, bro, stop callin' me, nigga
(48 on the beat)
Ayy, yuh, yuh
[Verse 1: SKYTE]
I think I'm a dog, the way I walk around with bitches
I might kiss yo mom, then tell that ho to do the dishes
We gon' find a pond and make yo brother swim with fishes
What the fuck you want lil' nigga? I be stackin' digits
I ain't with that shit, bitch, I woke up mad today
She gon' suck the dick, while you niggas masturbate
And she swallow it, she said she like the aftertaste
I love when they hate, I like to make 'em back away
Why you niggas pussy? Y'all complaining like some bitches do
Yo bitch at my crib, she worship me just like a ritual
No, I'm not the same, I am a different individual
Just because I'm chill don't mean a nigga can't get physical
Ayy, hit 'em headshot, hang 'em, dreadlocks
Steppin' over bodies, think I got new red socks
Talkin' on his name, he finna cut his neck off
And I might beat it from the back until her fuckin' legs lock
And I might beat it on the bed, shot him now he dead
Pussy nigga tried to run and now, he missin' legs
Where I put his body? Man, I hid it in my bed
Went and robbed a pussy nigga and I think his name was Craig
Man, these niggas actin' goofy, money stretchin' like it's Luffy
I got chopsticks everywhere, these niggas think I'm eatin' sushi
Play these bitches, Call of Duty, I'ma kill a fit, like nudey
I don't care how bad the bitch is, I ain't finna eat her coochie
All my niggas know we next up, pussy niggas flexed up
Can't wait till my niggas rich and whippin' in a Tesla
I can't give you gas because we only smoke that pressure
All my niggas in the front, so all you niggas better catch up
[Interlude: SKYTE & KILLDAVYN]
Umm, yeah
So, uh, now the next portion of the song will be passed on to my
Good friend Davyn
Davyn, what do you have to say?
Man, I hate these niggas, hold up, lemme talk my shit
Ayy, ayy, okay
[Verse 2: KILLDAVYN]
Uh, yeah, your shawty a treesh, uh
I don't wanna fuck your ho, because she for the streets, uh
I control yo bitch, you know I'm walking with a leash, huh
And when she goin' down, you know she finna have a feast
Okay, like, grab the MAC, pull up on a nigga, shoot his habitat
Grab the strap, and you should stay off mic 'cause you suck at rap
That's a fact, you don't know the difference between this and that
And [?], you should drop the mic and you should go sell crack
Aight, yeah, I'ma get disrespectful on this shit
I hope you crash and it kills everybody in the whip
I hope yo dad come back with crack and OD's on that shit
And I hope yo dog falls in a hole and gets stuck in that shit
Yeah, uh, yeah, 'cause a nigga toxic
I might pull up to yo house and shoot you with a chopstick
Told that bitch to do the dance like [?]
And all my niggas run up in yo crib, like we mobbin'
Ayy, and we pull up with the chopsticks
I don't want that bitch because that bitch is too gothic, haha
( SKYTE )
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