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[Verse 1]
Load it up, locked and loaded (Yeah)
Moncler in a cold weather, guess I'm coated (Baow)
I do what I want and I do what I wanna' do
That's the same thing, I'm a dumbass but it's cool
Now didn't that just come out of the blew?
Either way, it don't matter, my diamonds zombies, they drool
And a whip all Sci-Fi inside, space interior too
Did I make it? Did I make it? I don't know
[...]
And I always keep it real, even wit' lots of references
And I have a hobby for songwritin', no long messages
Just the studio sessions all night long, no rest
A forever lasting passion for it, yeah, no stress (Uh)
Woke up great today, Mr. Gordon
'Causе I cook my shit up, earned my Birkin (Yeah)
And I also ball likе Mr. Jordan (Yeah)
So I can just knee yo' ass, may just close the curtains (Uh-huh)
I've got the party on in Skew's World, no Martian
And yes, I keep my Sharpie always sharpened
It has my name on it wit' a heart, no Urban
And it's always mines, don't steal it, I'll stab yo' organs
I go 'brazy on my shit, just get it Matt Harden (Uh-huh)
Jump from the tightrope, sorry bitch, that wasn't light-heartened (Uh-huh)
[...]
[Verse 1]
Load it up, locked and loaded (Yeah)
Moncler in a cold weather, guess I'm coated (Baow)
I do what I want and I do what I wanna' do
That's the same thing, I'm a dumbass but it's cool
Now didn't that just come out of the blew?
Either way, it don't matter, my diamonds zombies, they drool
And a whip all Sci-Fi inside, space interior too
Did I make it? Did I make it? I don't know
[...]
And I always keep it real, even wit' lots of references
And I have a hobby for songwritin', no long messages
Just the studio sessions all night long, no rest
A forever lasting passion for it, yeah, no stress (Uh)
Woke up great today, Mr. Gordon
'Causе I cook my shit up, earned my Birkin (Yeah)
And I also ball likе Mr. Jordan (Yeah)
So I can just knee yo' ass, may just close the curtains (Uh-huh)
I've got the party on in Skew's World, no Martian
And yes, I keep my Sharpie always sharpened
It has my name on it wit' a heart, no Urban
And it's always mines, don't steal it, I'll stab yo' organs
I go 'brazy on my shit, just get it Matt Harden (Uh-huh)
Jump from the tightrope, sorry bitch, that wasn't light-heartened (Uh-huh)
[...]
( Skewhooa )
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