All Skill

Lyrics
[Intro: IceBirds] Ayy [Chorus: IceBirds] I got exotic tree stuffed in my blunt I got two lines that I dumped in my cup Ain't 'bout money, then keep it on hush Call on my gang, and you can get touched Racks in my pocket, they long like a bus He is too broke, gotta walk wit' a crutch Cut off a bitch, she stay tryna fuss This shit is all skill, I don't need no luck Make plays in the field but I'm not Cooper Rush Niggas been hoein', I never been such All of my bitches, they gotta small waist All of my bitches, they have a big butt [Verse: IceBirds] Drop stacks on my pants, I never been phoney I'm eatin' steak, they eatin' bologna Brand new Glock and I keep it on me You say you gettin' some money, then, show me Ayy, they stealin' my drip, thеse lil' niggas owe me Talk shit, can you watch thе back of your homie? No cap, too many bad bitches on me No cap, my pockets steady be growing Walk in the mall, buy Gucci and Fendi I keep me a stick, it gotta come wit' me I put some brand new rims on a Bentley [Verse 2: Bando Supreme] Yeah, he can't shoot the stick, he timid I'm runnin' wit' it just like Emmitt What would you do for the ticket? My young nigga shootin' that choppa, no limit So young, they might send him to juvey The clip so long that it make movies Get you some blues, you look clueless We put the pack in the box like we movin' All of my opps got ruin Know that we bleed, no Bruin These niggas been hoes from the jump I got more gas than a pump Ain't talkin' 'bout money 'cause they in a slumps Send me the pack off, I'm in a rush Pack gone soon as it touch If it ain't 'bout money, then, I don't touch Yeah, I love cash, no lust Know me for breakin' the bank I ain't check but I walk wit' a biscuit These niggas gon' simp, but I ball out, Pipen Damn computers, I'm checkin' for checks, not mentions [Chorus: IceBirds] I got exotic tree stuffed in my blunt I got two lines that I dumped in my cup Ain't 'bout money, then keep it on hush Call on my gang, and you can get touched Racks in my pocket, they long like a bus He is too broke, gotta walk wit' a crutch Cut off a bitch, she stay tryna fuss This shit is all skill, I don't need no luck Make plays in the field but I'm not Cooper Rush Niggas been hoein', I never been such All of my bitches, they gotta small waist
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Credits
- Writers
- IceBirds
- Bando Supreme