"Skiplagged" lyrics

YN Jay & Rmc Mike Lyrics

"Skiplagged"

[Intro:]
(It's a Wayne beat)
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)

[YN Jay:]
I got Fill in me
I just popped two Perc' 30's, I got pills in me
I ain't pulling up if it feel iffy
I just drunk a pint of Wock', I got a seel in me
Bitch got some fake ass, but she got real titties
Told bro, "Shoot him nine times", he let him feel fifty
I just dropped an eight of Wock' in the lil' dude
I'm riding with a baby Drac', it's like a lil' dude
This the third time we sprayed dog crib up, I think he should move
That lil' coochie wet as hell, it's like a lil' pool
Nigga got off on his whole team, he pulled a Suge move
Nigga, this a stick up, I wish you would move
Stomp a nigga in big B's, I got on Blood shoes
Bro got the Glock in the party, he made club moves
Bitch pulled her titties out, she know I love boobs
Bitch pulled up with her best friend, you can fuck too
Bro hit the dog with the dog, he making junk food

[RMC Mike:]
Yeah
Bro hit the dog with the dog, call it lunch food
I'm beating bitches back in, this a hump room
Pulled out the streetsweeper, this that one broom
KRISS Vec' look like a toy, got a drum to him
If you can make that pussy squirt, I'll cum to it
We left a hole in his chest, put a pump through it
Hmm, a hundred mill' in cash, but I'll find a way
Bitch wasn't shit yesterday, but she fine today
Looking for the letter after J, couldn't find the K, hmm
MINE Entertainment come and get signed today
It's coming with a pint and a pistol
I'm talking headshot right to the temple
If you spending dog shit, I might come and get you
Ask about my name anywhere, Mike been official
Bitch, we really wack shit, fuck a teardrop
Drop a four of Wock' in the clear pop
Shot my K in the backyard, and made a deer drop
Huh, nigga ain't no real shit, [?] check the gear box
Yeah, I listened to his tape, and that shit ass
Huh, supercharged the money gave her whiplash
Skinny bitch love to ride the dick like it's Six Flags
Bitch don't know who her father is, she got six dads
And I knocked her brother out with his bitch ass
Brand new 580 with the temp' tag
I just turned a small bag to a big bag
Hundred dollars, booked my flight off Skiplag


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