"Skitz" lyrics
G block, Ay, Ay
Ain't come with a G feat she ain't hoppin in this low
Can't babysit a bitch Just me and baby draky on the road
21 hours type shit spin as soon as we get the low
Dumb ass wanted to trey slaps I gave his goofy ass a go
I'm off this 30 but ain't loafin I'm on tibs
West lane K heard they was at that store, I slid and did my shit
From nightingale. Ain't nothing like your older homie he got stripped
Popped door. Ain't like these other rappers I got skitz
In Moncler the neighbors taking pictures with me
I'm a donkey. On 7th street with VVSs on my neck I feel like Slo-be
Before I started talkin spicy in these songs I popped their older homie
Jumped out with Maxx I kicked it off. He went and got the tackle for me
You get it?
Heard he a lover boy I'm utilizing bitches
Spoke on my bro gon' get that beat my any means for my nigga
Waist deep in this shit. Lost bro and that's on tina I've been spinnin
Left him with a zipper. Hit him 6 times how he living
I gotta hop in low for bro 'cause I felt that in my soul
Had a beat before the rap. Ask the suckas niggas know
Stay off live if you don't stay outside, I'm coming if they home
I need a fiend now These hoes ain't want a G when I was broke
The last nigga didn't die Shed a tear when he lived
I hit him 6 times I know that I pumped fear in that bitch
Special attacks since on the draky making sure that I don't miss
Run down on cuz shoulda never ran his lips
If you ain't got a body shut the fuck up
Nigga, you can't fuck with me. Baby I need fully on my gun
I don't love semi. Got her lo and still think this bitch janky
Ain't no trusting mej, Ay
When I catch you you gon' run with him
G block
Ain't come with a G feat she ain't hoppin in this low
Can't babysit a bitch Just me and baby draky on the road
21 hours type shit spin as soon as we get the low
Dumb ass wanted to trey slaps I gave his goofy ass a go
I'm off this 30 but ain't loafin I'm on tibs
West lane K heard they was at that store, I slid and did my shit
From nightingale. Ain't nothing like your older homie he got stripped
Popped door. Ain't like these other rappers I got skitz
Ain't come with a G feat she ain't hoppin in this low
Can't babysit a bitch Just me and baby draky on the road
21 hours type shit spin as soon as we get the low
Dumb ass wanted to trey slaps I gave his goofy ass a go
I'm off this 30 but ain't loafin I'm on tibs
West lane K heard they was at that store, I slid and did my shit
From nightingale. Ain't nothing like your older homie he got stripped
Popped door. Ain't like these other rappers I got skitz
In Moncler the neighbors taking pictures with me
I'm a donkey. On 7th street with VVSs on my neck I feel like Slo-be
Before I started talkin spicy in these songs I popped their older homie
Jumped out with Maxx I kicked it off. He went and got the tackle for me
You get it?
Heard he a lover boy I'm utilizing bitches
Spoke on my bro gon' get that beat my any means for my nigga
Waist deep in this shit. Lost bro and that's on tina I've been spinnin
Left him with a zipper. Hit him 6 times how he living
I gotta hop in low for bro 'cause I felt that in my soul
Had a beat before the rap. Ask the suckas niggas know
Stay off live if you don't stay outside, I'm coming if they home
I need a fiend now These hoes ain't want a G when I was broke
The last nigga didn't die Shed a tear when he lived
I hit him 6 times I know that I pumped fear in that bitch
Special attacks since on the draky making sure that I don't miss
Run down on cuz shoulda never ran his lips
If you ain't got a body shut the fuck up
Nigga, you can't fuck with me. Baby I need fully on my gun
I don't love semi. Got her lo and still think this bitch janky
Ain't no trusting mej, Ay
When I catch you you gon' run with him
G block
Ain't come with a G feat she ain't hoppin in this low
Can't babysit a bitch Just me and baby draky on the road
21 hours type shit spin as soon as we get the low
Dumb ass wanted to trey slaps I gave his goofy ass a go
I'm off this 30 but ain't loafin I'm on tibs
West lane K heard they was at that store, I slid and did my shit
From nightingale. Ain't nothing like your older homie he got stripped
Popped door. Ain't like these other rappers I got skitz
Writer(s): Dexter Simmons, Jaymani Gorman, Richard Conway, Malachi Jett
