Unmask

Lyrics

[Intro] DJ Patt on the beat Captain Crunch presents [Verse 1: Denzel Curry & Ski Mask the Slump God] Free Nell, Free Slikk Back in the day when a nigga trip six Now a nigga trip scene on the internet tip Let's talk about the internet chick Let me get back on topic On how Curry was the top pick To hold the whole sun in his hands 'til he dropped hot shit I got the game interlocked swift in a box sucked in 'Cause I'm thinking outside of it That's how I got a house and a whip Some niggas shout, "Fuck," for the cream Floss like a river at the dentist Lifestyle imaginary who will fuck your image All you niggas only in it for the motherfucking scrimmage Put that on lotto, mane Why all them niggas all sound the same Like Pinky, better use your brain Focus on the past only make you lame Black metal jackets, full metal jackets Fucking with the kilo like Allen, I'm blasting Thinking about my passion, I'm sick of being passive Bastard, you don't even got the fucking answers Kanye West it, Smith & Wesson Blasting on these motherfuckers, ducking like Aflac Here's to the other slave running for Aztec (Ayy) On acid, fucking my heart no batches (Ayy, ayy) [Interlude: Ski Mask The Slump God] Hahahaha, uh, thank you, Curry Huh, yuh, yuh [Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God] Like a truck with me Do a buck fifty If she fuck with me Then she stuck with me What you doing? I'm busting, busting, busting, busting, busting, I'm busting Pussy nigga cross-eyed, sipping on Tussin' Got a new bitch, sound like Siri, she Russian She tried to suck and suck my dick just like a musket Yamaha, ayy, Yamaha, ayy Diamonds they got acne, blackheads, I'm appalled I don't need your card, I got face card, ayy Diamonds walk it out up on your boulevard Okay, like your bitch be killing me Said that she feeling me Just like I'm big that bitch into me, mmm Pockets Yo Gotti, they hopped in the Mazi' My chain is a sin 'cause it's killing me, ayy My nigga Xen got the pistol piece, uh My nigga Curry don't keep the peace, uh This is the gift that I give to ye, uh Drown in designer, my necklace piece, bitch [Verse 3: Craig Xen] Niggas in the cut who head fucked, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy Bitch, I do this for my niggas in the cut Who head fucked up Ain't never had to clutch A pistol, we'll stomp That nigga will cut Straight through his jugular They drag him through that mud Burn his body up My niggas don't move in silence We in the venue, we riot Fuck nigga, need I remind you? Xen ain't no wavy, I'm virus Spreading the chaos, so layup and stay out the Lambo', you 'bout to get tucked (Tucked) Talking and bumping them guns I'm coming in, coming, you pussy get fucked (Ayy) Nigga know that If and when your pistol loaded You can never kill a soldier If it ain't his time to go yet Now let that simmer in 'Cause I been planning it Who trying to bring Xen to an end But they just can't finish him, ayy Shoutout to my brothers who gonna fight for they vision They gotta fight to stay alive in this life we living Damn