[Lyric] Skirt (Kidd Surro)

[Chorus: Kidd Surro]
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Uh, skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Uh, skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Uh, skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Woah-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1: Kidd Surro]
Catch me ridin' through (through)
Lil nigga what it do? (do-ooh)
Plus plus x all on my shirts, and all my hoodies (Plus plus x)
Got the crew lit (Plus plus x)
Lil shawty good like food (yeah), she might play you like a flute
If you messin' with the gang, they might have to use that beam
Yeah it sounds just like (pew pew), yeah
Money got yall lackin' (yeah)
These verses from me ain't average
Man I started with no help, I just be followin' my passion (yeah)
I can't see none of these hatеrs, man I should start wearin' my glasses
Most of thesе niggas just be fake, they ain't real (ain't real)
Remind me of plastic
(yuh yuh)
Remind me of some, yuh yuh
I got my funds up, yuh yuh
You steady trippin on me, need to lace them faster, yuh yuh
But like I don't need you, just need to feel loved for a day
Spazzin on em, like a K (yeah)
Fantasizin' bout you bae (bout you bae)
Might have to skirt off, now you tryna flirt, awe yuh
You told me leave you alone, now you hittin' up my phone
Now these niggas tryna troll
Tell em smell them fumes, from inside that engine
While I'm skirtin', off (off), off (off)
[Chorus: Kidd Surro]
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Woah-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2: Kidd Surro]
I'mma skirt o-off
I don't care about yo da-awg
Shawty know she did some wro-ongs
But Lil' shawty, in that Benz yuh, she ride me like a tesla (Aye, Yuh!)
What you waitin' for, you know I ain't gon use you (no no no no)
Now she play my songs, like, all on that Bluetooth (ooh)
I know she waitin' for me, shawty steady slayin' for me (yeah yeah yeah)
Leave all of her friends, just to ride, and she chantin' for me
And she chantin' for me, yuh
(Woo, woo, woo!)

[Verse 3: Kid Asav]
Yeah
Like want you want from me? (want from me)
It's hard to chase a bag
When you just tryna chase a dream
B-By the ends up both ways, doesn't it
Brodie told me I'm gon' make it
So there ain't no room for no damn stressin' it
I'm gon rock out
Yeah, we gon ball out
Expensive shoppin' with the team
And they gon' ask how (ask how)
And I got enemies (enemies)
But I can't keep count (keep count)
I'm just worried 'bout me
I'm worried 'bout the cash route
Too much shit in my head
I can't even comprehend
I can't go talk to nobody
'Cuz they won't understand
Fuck love, fuck these bitches
I ain't tryna be friends
I'm just grindin' on a mission
Yo' plans, I can't attend (no no)
Can't say if it's only for the one time
Drugs in my body, hope I feel right
Been over thinkin', I can't sit tight
Just fuck the loses and the long nights
[Bridge: Kid Asav]
Woah-oh-oh
No no no, oh oh
Oh, no
No-o-o-oh
Oh

[Chorus: Kidd Surro]
Skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Uh, skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Uh, skirt skirt, yeah-ah
Woah-oh-oh-oh
(Woo, woo, woo!)