SKELETON

Lyrics

[Intro: BLCKK] SKOTSKR Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh [Verse 1: BLCKK] I just bought the motherfuckin' whip, I hit civilian (Yeah) I just had a dream about a couple hundred million (Yeah) Tell me what that issue is again, I wasn't listening (Yeah) Way that you motherfuckers wanna act, fucking sickening Bitch, I am a problem (Hah) You couldn't avoid me, yeah, I'm the one employee (Yeah) Uh, said, "Fuck it, I think I got him" Fresher than a motherfucking, wait a minute, hold up I'ma take two steps, motherfucker, fall back (Yeah, yeah, yeah) See me outside 'bout it, bеt it's all black (Bet it's all black) Drop a fucking mixtape, ship it with the crack (Ship it wit' thе) Broke for a minute 'til they email me a rack (Ha, ha, ha) Uh, every city, I'm a problem (Ah) Blacking in and out, I'm at the bar with a bitch I just met And I'm skipping my set Next morning, they coming at my neck, said I'm fucking up a check, goddamn (Yeah) Whipping one-fifty inside a fifteen (Yeah, yeah) I been breaking these bitches since I was sixteen (Woah) Said he probably seen better, whatever that mean (Woah) Her new man wanna see me with a jury 'bout it (Woah) I been thinkin' 'bout killing him, wasn't sure about it And I could hit that shit again, but what I get up out it? (Yeah, yeah) She tellin' everybody 'bout it, I don't blame her She don't know a thing about me now, I ain't the same, uh [Verse 2: Lil Darkie] The check, cut the check, cut the check Cut the check, motherfucker, cut the check I been killing shit since I was seventeen on this mic I'm a fiend for these racks like it was a bag of crack Uh, fans always wanna know when new shit is dropping Spider Gang the greatest, yeah, this shit is never stopping I been making music for the art, never the profit Fuck all your enemies and pray they never profit Both hands stuck to a stick like a prophet Both hands leather gloves on, no cotton Both eyes on me, you better take caution Smoking so much marijuana I feel like a Martian, bitch I'm Josh but I ain't joshing You ain't doing shit with all that motherfucking talking All the cameras flashing the second that I walk in Through the window of my car, I can see you walking Plotting, sitting with my fingers interlocking How I'ma fuck your mom and put you up for adoption, bitch Your songs got me yawning, every show I do I get the whole crowd applauding, bitch And when you speaking, stop pausing, it sound like you stallin', you are appalling, bitch And when you running, stop jogging, before I pull up on you and take all of your belongings, bitch