Skub Noir

Lyrics
[Intro] (Damn, that shit slap) (If you ain't got a beat from Bam, you don't drop enough) [Chorus] Get high off a lot of drugs, not gon' overdose, huh Water cookin' in that pot, 'bout to overflow, uh Hollows bussin' out that chop, made it overload Rich bitch suck my dingaling, I caught the holy ghost Rich bitch suck my dingaling, I caught the hmm, hmm Ayy, hmm, hold up You in this bitch actin' like a bitch, know I know a ho, hah [Verse] Mm, I'm not givin' out no chances Huh, if I get too drunk with your BM, I might get romantic, huh Either way, I'm leavin' foenem on her so it's scandalous, huh I hope she can handle it, she help my man when I hit traffic Ayy, look, huh, uh, slide out like what's happenin'? Me not never scared of static, probably got AR in my jacket Huh, probably got AR by my feet, ride with JerryPHD Steeze right behind me, masked up, on his P's I got Q's for lil' Susan, you gon' lose me 'causе she choosin' I got hair made of wool, I look like I'm from Jеrusalem They had tried to crucify me 'cause I don't look like the usual I know I'm attitudinal, extra rude, but I been changin', huh Tryna practice not gettin' revenge for everything, huh I still might kill a snake, put the guns to the face Fuck the turtle and the rabbit, I snuck a slug in the race I sent your bitch down the way, you thought your love was in the way, lame Hmm, huh, say it with your chest I'ma show you where that press at, huh, get a nigga left here Uh, he had tried his best, it wasn't enough 'cause we got TECs here Huh, I'm is not the ref, but I got stripes, throw out your best player Fuck, ah, huh Said I'm still standin' on business even when I'm sittin' in my best chair Snatch a ho weave out, she just paid for the best hair Huh, shoot him in his legs tryna parlay, now the bets clear, fuck Ayy, huh, this not FanDuel, huh I got hammers, they got ana, I go Ann who? Huh Where your antennas for that smoke? Don't get your mans boofed It's ran through every time I get a batch of Anne Frank Got that dope hidin' in the attic away from the feds I'll up a Drac' on a Nazi and aim at his head I just got a Sprite from my blood, he changed it to red He changed it to pink, get that Drac' out my motherfuckin' hands Hmm, I'm on 'ñejo, Yercocets, and water I ain't never goin' to the altar, give a fuck about your daughter I got more guns than Gibraltar still Naw, don't worry about what I got, huh, just understand that they real, huh We do shit, hmm, and shoot shit, huh, go through shit Huh, move shit, huh, no new shit, huh, we been used to this Exclusive, huh, with two glizzies, yeah, two blicks Dos of 'em, huh, gracias, I know I know somethin', duh [Chorus] Get high off a lot of drugs, not gon' overdose, huh Water cookin' in that pot, 'bout to overflow, uh Hollows bussin' out that chop, made it overload Rich bitch suck my dingaling, I caught the holy ghost Rich bitch suck my dingaling, I caught the hmm, hmm Ayy, hmm, hold up You in this bitch actin' like a bitch, know I know a ho, hah
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- Sada Baby