"What Up Ski" lyrics

Have you seen real niggas
They be like
Damn, Malcolm
What up ski?
Aye, what up ski?
Aye, what up ski?
Gn-gnarcotic Ga-ga-gang

Aye, what up ski? (Phew)
Aye, what up ski? (Phew)
Aye, what up ski? (Phew)
Aye, what up ski? (Phew)
Aye, what up ski?
Coolin' in the cut just like a fucking blood, ski (Hold up, blood)
If you ain't have motion, you can't even hit my blunt, ski (Hit my blunt)
Real thick bitch, I'm gon' buy her what she want, ski (What she want, ski)
Aye, what up ski? (Phew)

Aye it's Lil Gnarski, big body Charger
Whippin' that track, I came out the mud (Skrrt)
I got that dope, shit all in my pocket
Put that shit on, I can teach you to pop it
Fuck with the Tris, I done ran out of Wocky
I'm never too bougiee, I cop me and drive it
My niggas Jamaican, I ride with the shottas
She eat on my dick and I put her in Prada (Ayy, ayy)
I'm a real ski, young nigga
Try me, all my dawgs up out that [?]
I'm Pushin P, young nigga
Top floor penthouse, all up in my hand
[?] young nigga (Ayy, ayy)
Two Benz on my feet, young nigga (Ayy, ayy)
Huh, she wanna' meet young nigga (Ayy, ayy)
So I give her the meat, young nigga (Ayy, ayy)

Aye, what up ski? (Aye what up ski)
Aye, what up ski? (Aye what up ski)
Aye, what up ski? (Aye what up ski)
Aye, what up ski? (Aye what up ski)
Aye, what up ski?
Coolin' in the cut just like a fucking blood, ski (Hold up, blood)
If you ain't have motion, you can't even hit my blunt, ski (Hit my blunt)
Real thick bitch, I'm gon' buy her what she want, ski (What she want, ski)
Aye, what up ski? (Phew)