[Intro] Mic check This the motherfuckin' squad man You know how we fuckin' it up... Mic check We the Fort Knox squad, watch the cream baby Real squad shit man Let's go, let's go
[Verse 1] Wait, I just skated off on the plug, skrr, skrr I just skated off like T. Pud, skrr, skrr I just skated off, on twelve With the work in one hand like Odell With the work, yeah I got eyeballs on the roof, on the roof I keep nigga's skulls just for proof, nigga oh Money so tall it could hoop, money go I'm high on my I.D, my IG and IQ Yeah, I just touched down, what's the scoop? What's the scoop? I just hear blasé, blasé, blasé, whoop-de-whoop Whoop-de-whoop Yeah, i just touched down, I'm going for two (Let's go, let's go) You just hear AK, AK, AK, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo I just touched down, what it do? What it do? Me and all my skaters in cahoots, in cahoots Bitch, I just skated off like Nyjah Huston, switch Think I need a cape like superman I just skated off on drugs, on drugs I just skated off sippin' mud, sippin' mud I just skated off on the Xan, on the Xan And we just skateboard, we don't dance in our Vans, nope [Verse 2] I just skated off on twelve, fuck twelve bitch Bout to board slide a fucking handrail I just skated off in YSL And I can eyeball work, fuck the scale, fuck the scale I got eyeballs on the roof, on the roof My slimer ollie off this fuckin' roof, fuckin' roof bitch I got eyeballs on your squad, pop, pop, pop I just skated off like a shot, so deep I just skated off with Chaz Ortiz, Chaz Ortiz bitch I just skated with some SB's, got some SB's bitch I just skated off with Theotis I got eyeballs on your whoodies, fuck you, got 'em Keep your eyeballs off my guap-o, guap-o I just skated off like El Chapo, Chapo I just skated off when I chop A gun in both hands, bitch I'm 'bout to do the Shaba, Shaba Treat a Rolls Royce like a Honda, bitch back up off me Nigga I'm the God, you Godiva She gon' pop it off for a thug, yeah I just skated off on her love, deuces I just skated off on the plug She just skated off on her hubs I just skated off on a thot, thot bitch And left her thong wetter than my yacht, why not? I just skeeted off in your wifey (get a lot of hoes) While I got more cards than a psychic, I'm good Black credit card, nigga swipe it, I'm good We them niggas man We good Stripes in these streets, call me stripey I'm good Long Beep.... Flying in these streets like a pilot Tissues for the [?] they keep crying 'bout the truce
[Verse 3] I just skated off on twelve Everything that's in my safe that's for bail Yeah cause I know nigga's turning snake, we turning up Yeah, I told my hoe I had to turn the page, she turned to drugs Double barrel double dating double cup And no matter how hard I fall, I get up, man fuck you going bitch? I get up and try again, we call that rebate Oh your bitch just want this D? Okay it's D-Day I get flu off on her PJ I'm gon' make my skaters rich, we ain't no cheapskates, no, no That AK got that pop like the TJ Yeah, in the streets we [?] get them sweepstakes Fuckboi you a hater, what the streets say These bullets turn your tomato to a v8 Yeah we chilling, we finnesin' very easy We get the squad, looking for another squad to cremateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
