"Skeme" lyrics

Yeah
Here we go again
Life was all fat mamma house so she couldn't see my vision
Go ask lil bro I broke the law I flew pounds in my city
I'm in the Lamb truck gettin' my dick sucked
Light skin dark skin I won't give a fuck

Let me know some
Two hoes slid on me but I want 3 I need a foursome
I already got a hoe I don't want no hoe talkin' bout she wholesome
I don't need no more clout hoe watch your mouth always tryna post some

Keep my Glock on me I hop out front seat tryna smoke some
Keep the questions I don't know nothin'
Glizzy don't need a beam but like a green dot bitch you know it's comin'
Soon as we leave his team
We just gon' flee the scene
My shooters score with ease
We don't even need a screen

Yeah my shooter score with ease
Soon as he see me squeeze
Run my town in a matte black truck with 5% tint with skis on
I be trying to uh get in her pants get in the end zone
I be trying to uh trap all day like a trap star

On my grind but I don't skate
Ask me should I plead the fifth
Get a big check on the first
Yeah I love but I don't need her
I was down bad but I turnt up quick got that win again
Losses turned to lessons I'm the truth they can't do this shit

And I'm scheming hard niggas know I'm a problem
I be in the projects bro serve Oxycodone
He be playing with that white shit like he be serving Coca Cola
I be I be I be keepin' my pistol like I'm poster

I be quick to get on a nigga ass like he owe some
Broski riding Jag do the dash like he stole some
We don't even pull up Jags ridin' new ones like the old ones
Fuckin' up that sack buying platinum like it's gold

I be I be quick to slut a bitch she don't mean nun
Then get drunk and text her phone quick like I need some
You can't talk like you love these hoes I don't either
Feed her dick and then she call me piss I won't feed her

She don't even trip
On my neck a kit
On my right a brick
In my left a switch
I make bitches lit
So I left her lit
I got with her rich
So I left her rich