"Skrilla Flow" lyrics
Uh, uh, aye, let me fye my
40 Boy ENT, you know what it is
Aye, let me fye my wood up
Aye, aye
Tryna bust a nigga head, go to the med, now he a doctor patient
Bitch, I pop at his ass every time I slide, it boost my concentration
He died with his fye, his shit didn't come out, like he constipated
Rue Nowitzki, I pop four bars once a day, I'm constantly faded, uh
First shootout, my blood was pumpin' and my heart was racin'
Told 'em I'm a tacky dude, I'll mix the Bape up with the Asics
Muddy Escobar, I flood the streets, my city needed savin'
Twelve stay on my dick, they think my troops be outside misbehavin'
We on defense, run up, long live you, and now the news is breakin'
Bitch can't steal my money or my time, it's just my soul she takin'
Went on a lick, the plug was hella sweet, lil' brodie easy baked 'em
Run down on my mans and left his thoughts across the fuckin' pavement
Didn't detect my metal, I had Nina tucked at graduation
Bro don't give no fuck, he quick to blow in any situation
Can't speak on shit I did inside these streets or Muddy gettin' raided
CEO and Hiddy ridin' with Lil' 60, now shit gettin' crazy
Huh, I drop my lo', the opps ain't come, they ain't gon' do a thing
Hundred on my cuban, don't get flushed over my flawless chain
Shout out fam, he let me rock his Q's before I got the fame
Lil' Ru was up a fifty way before I mentioned Gucci Mane
Ru was up some dubs with Rick before I ever got a name
We really hit the mountains for that dope, you never sold a thing
Come get in with my squad, we got shit that's strung out, Eddie Kane
You cuffed a bitch just 'cause her looks, the whole time this bitch gettin' trained
Nigga, we spinned your block out the Toyota
Everytime I walk inside the crib, I look at bakin' soda
Unc inside the kitchen, whippin' so damn hard, he hurt his shoulder
I ain't got my gun, he in the street, lil' sheisty, run him over
Nigga, I'm really tired of shit talkin'
Man, I'm tired of runnin' down my opps, I'm gettin' tired of walkin'
Finna hop inside that car, hop out them bushes, and start stalkin'
You ever see a nigga jump off the porch and jump straight in a coffin?
Nigga, for everyone of mines, I slide
If you never said what you said, your brother wouldn't have died
Oh, you speakin' on Lil' Dubba? Now we eatin' Freddy Fries
Man, I'm sick and tired of this strand, that shit makin' me tired
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout like I'm tryna smoke
Opp after opp, let me fye my wood up
Yeah, you know it
40 Boy ENT, you know what it is
Aye, let me fye my wood up
Aye, aye
Tryna bust a nigga head, go to the med, now he a doctor patient
Bitch, I pop at his ass every time I slide, it boost my concentration
He died with his fye, his shit didn't come out, like he constipated
Rue Nowitzki, I pop four bars once a day, I'm constantly faded, uh
First shootout, my blood was pumpin' and my heart was racin'
Told 'em I'm a tacky dude, I'll mix the Bape up with the Asics
Muddy Escobar, I flood the streets, my city needed savin'
Twelve stay on my dick, they think my troops be outside misbehavin'
We on defense, run up, long live you, and now the news is breakin'
Bitch can't steal my money or my time, it's just my soul she takin'
Went on a lick, the plug was hella sweet, lil' brodie easy baked 'em
Run down on my mans and left his thoughts across the fuckin' pavement
Didn't detect my metal, I had Nina tucked at graduation
Bro don't give no fuck, he quick to blow in any situation
Can't speak on shit I did inside these streets or Muddy gettin' raided
CEO and Hiddy ridin' with Lil' 60, now shit gettin' crazy
Huh, I drop my lo', the opps ain't come, they ain't gon' do a thing
Hundred on my cuban, don't get flushed over my flawless chain
Shout out fam, he let me rock his Q's before I got the fame
Lil' Ru was up a fifty way before I mentioned Gucci Mane
Ru was up some dubs with Rick before I ever got a name
We really hit the mountains for that dope, you never sold a thing
Come get in with my squad, we got shit that's strung out, Eddie Kane
You cuffed a bitch just 'cause her looks, the whole time this bitch gettin' trained
Nigga, we spinned your block out the Toyota
Everytime I walk inside the crib, I look at bakin' soda
Unc inside the kitchen, whippin' so damn hard, he hurt his shoulder
I ain't got my gun, he in the street, lil' sheisty, run him over
Nigga, I'm really tired of shit talkin'
Man, I'm tired of runnin' down my opps, I'm gettin' tired of walkin'
Finna hop inside that car, hop out them bushes, and start stalkin'
You ever see a nigga jump off the porch and jump straight in a coffin?
Nigga, for everyone of mines, I slide
If you never said what you said, your brother wouldn't have died
Oh, you speakin' on Lil' Dubba? Now we eatin' Freddy Fries
Man, I'm sick and tired of this strand, that shit makin' me tired
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout like I'm tryna smoke
Opp after opp, let me fye my wood up
Yeah, you know it
