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shot caller - hella sketchy lyrics

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[intro: h-lla sketchy]
what, yup
ayy, ayy, ayy
ghostrage

[chorus: h-lla sketchy]
he lookin’ like a lick, yeah, he lookin’ like a stain
i pull up with a stick and you know that sh-t gon’ bang
i’m countin’ up these bands, so much i might go insane
this is a lifestyle that you just cannot explain
b-tch, you cannot f-ck me, i know you just want some clout
b-tch, you wanna f-ck me? i’ll just put it in your mouth
no doubt, i’m a f-ckin’ big baller
no doubt, i’m a f-ckin’ shotcaller
no doubt, i know you a f-ckin’ talker
where your bread at? you got it from your father, yeah

[verse 1: h-lla sketchy]
you a f-ckin’ lame, please stop callin’ on my phone
b-tch, i’m super saiyan, i shoot fire, not no chrome
b-tch, i’m gettin’ paid just to sit out at my home
in and out of state, b-tch, i’m sittin’ on my throne
sittin’ on my throne, b-tch, you know that i’m a king
i just spent ten bands on a f-ckin’ diamond ring
your b-tch tellin’ me that she like the way i sing
your b-tch on my d-ck and i like the way she swing, ayy

[chorus: h-lla sketchy & rico nasty]
he lookin’ like a lick, yeah, he lookin’ like a stain
i pull up with a stick and you know that sh-t gon’ bang
i’m countin’ up these bands, so much i might go insane
this is a lifestyle that you just cannot explain
b-tch, you cannot f-ck me, i know you just want some clout
b-tch, you wanna f-ck me? i’ll just put it in your mouth (yeah)
no doubt, i’m a f-ckin’ big baller (hah, rico)
no doubt, i’m a f-ckin’ shotcaller (rico, yeah)

[verse 2: rico nasty]
my money green like snot, bet i make a lot, i call all the shots
ridin’ in a drop, zoomin’ past these p-ss-es
my money too tall, you can’t overlook me
i need twenty-thousand dollars cash if you wanna book me
i don’t know how to bake, but you know i’m smokin’ on cookies
i’m a macbook pro, you b-tches is rookies
it’s a good day if i say so
d-ckriders, i really hate those
be quiet, you ain’t gettin’ no pesos
no stylist, b-tch, you in the same clothes
no face, case closed
color diamonds, rainbow
punish you and they gone
i’m a shotcaller, b-tch, they know

[chorus: h-lla sketchy]
he lookin’ like a lick, yeah, he lookin’ like a stain
i pull up with a stick and you know that sh-t gon’ bang
i’m countin’ up these bands, so much i might go insane
this is a lifestyle that you just cannot explain
b-tch, you cannot f-ck me, i know you just want some clout
b-tch, you wanna f-ck me? i’ll just put it in your mouth
no doubt, i’m a f-ckin’ big baller
no doubt, i’m a f-ckin’ shotcaller

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