"SKED" lyrics

"SKED"
(feat. Kenny Mason)

[Denzel Curry:]
Damn, nigga (He's heating up)
Damn, nigga
Damn, nigga
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Damn, nigga)

I don't trust nobody because some want me to suffer (Suffer)
Even Jesus called a nigga out on his last supper (Judas)
Tell it like it is 'cause I don't st-st-stutter (Stutter)
All these Jamaican shottas tell your crew, "Go suck your mudder" (Baow)
What could you do, huh? Try me, they put you in suits, huh, huh
You is a fluke, huh, I play your bitch like a flute, huh, huh
With all the shit that I seen, this water so sick as a flu, huh, huh
Treatin' my people like animals, bitch, I grew up in the zoo, huh, huh
Monkey fist, mixed with Bruce Lee kicks, you get your kufi split (Uh, yeah)
Sleep on this, I gotta ask Bill Cosby if he roofied this (Uh)
It's ludicrous, I'll be lit forever 'till I say I'm fuckin' through with this
Snatched the power from you 'cause you don't know what to do with it

And I said what I said (Bitch)
Bitch, you scared, bitch, you scared

And I said what I said, bitch, you scared, bitch, you scared (Scary)
I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (Doot-doot-doot)
I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (The feds)
I'm about my family, God, business and my bread (Dome)
And I said what I said, bitch, you scared, bitch, you scared (Scared)
I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (Brrt)
I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (Feds)
I'm about my family, God, business and my bread (Bitch)

[Kenny Mason:]
Power Ranger Glock, bullets came in different colors (Brrt)
Bitch, the crib I'm in got more sticks than acupuncture
Ain't on safety, press to coverage, who in the fuck he think he pressin'?
Tryna convince the press you tough'll get you pussies pressed in public (Free)
Give me the loot, shoot, bullets at enemy troops
I got more arms than a centipede, but he still'll get beat like he sendin' me loops
Shitted on any attempt to keep Ken in the kennel, the criminals finna get loose
Niggas is cinnamon, sit him in food
Lord, if he play, I send him to yous, split up in two (Boo)
Fuck a truce, we was tuckin' tools, headed to Sunday school
Bitch, I go where the funds come in twos, no, and it's not with you
Hundred racks on your noggin if I'm online and notice your comments rude (Uh)
Tryna act like you scared, nigga, you said what you said

[Denzel Curry:]
And I said what I said, bitch, you scared, bitch, you scared (Scary)
I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (Doot-doot-doot)
I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (The feds)
I'm about my family, God, business and my bread (Dome)
And I said what I said, bitch, you scared, bitch, you scared (Scared)
I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (Brrt)
I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (Feds)
I'm about my family, God, business and my bread (Bitch)


Writer(s): Paul D Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Houston, Ernest Eugene Brown Iii, Denzel Rae Don Curry, Edwin Green
mixtape: "King Of The Mischievous South Vol. 2" (2024)
Denzel Curry - King Of The Mischievous South Vol. 2 mixtape cover
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(Album Version Track)
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(Album Version Track)
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