ok bet - skilla baby lyrics
[intro]
huh?
nah, for real
(my n*gga lee, i think we got another one)
huh?
[chorus]
n*ggas keep playing, man, that sh*t don’t make sense
when i know twenty n*ggas that’s gon’ take hits
white gold, bust patek full of paint chips
lil’ n*gga, but my bag big as saint nick
all my n*ggas shake sh*t, just like fake bricks
i love me a pretty b*tch that’s gon’ take d*ck
when i got shot, n*ggas played with me, huh
when them n*ggas got shot, i ain’t say sh*t
[verse]
everyday i play the hood like i ain’t rich
i’m really up some dog sh*t off create checks
n*ggas say they gon’ k!ll me, okay, bet
but i ain’t even bust a sweat, them boys ain’t threats
that sh*t ain’t sh*t, n*gga, watch my new kick
left for six through with gary, all blue sh*t
my new b*tch, she the one, but she too thick
i can’t be doing certain sh*t, man, i’m too rich
you want n*ggas out your way, you gotta move sh*t
we ain’t goin’ around n*ggas, we go through sh*t
i hate the court, we don’t accept pleas, we shoot sh*t
i’m walking ’round, rich as f*ck on my juice sh*t
these rap n*ggas eatin’ d*ck, jeffrey dahmer
playin’ half*and*half, both sides, arnold palmer
huh, shoot a n*gga wit’ a smile, i couldn’t be calmer
n*gga think he gon’ scare me just because he holler (ayy)
a couple n*ggas played wit’ me knowin’ that they need me
huh, now i’m two*million up, i feel like i’m peezy
all my fans want to see brown, i ain’t breezy
all the b*tches still wanna f*ck me and they know i’m sleazy
truck full of ‘bows, neck full of gold
hugh hefner in my house, bed full of hoes
i got a check, so i spent a check on my watch
put a check on my opps, go check on my opps
let me see ’em outside, they getting stretched on that block
if you love me, baby, put your neck on my c*ck
rose gold tint, all white patek
ten steppers with me and they all like static
huh, is that ass real? baby, let me grab it
huh, all my b*tches gotta be pretty and thick as the rabbit
man, i love cheatin’, it’s just a habit
i love mike amiri, even spend sh*t in fashion
i love getting money, it make me happy
i know how to get sh*t done just like my daddy
huh, when they hear i’m in town, them boys get frantic
they know mike mo wit’ me, them boys don’t panic
west side n*gga, i’m a east side don
east side adopted me, i’m with east side juan
took a fifty up to gary, told him, “freeze my time”
you need to take yo’ ice back, man
see mine shine, y’all got the good opps, man, see mine lyin’
what a time to be alive, n*ggas keep on dyin’
man, flights ain’t cheap, but i keep on flyin’
n*ggas wanna be around sk!lla, he got signed
they all d*ck suckers, yeah, y’all d*ck suckers
i think i love all my hoes right until we quit f*cking, huh
sk!lla, baby, in the gang, got this b*tch jumpin’
spent a hundred on my chain, man this b*tch bussin’
all the kids love me, i’m finna quit cussing
rich as f*ck, but i’m still in this b*tch thuggin’ (my n*gga lee, i think we got another one)
[bridge]
we ain’t goin’ around n*ggas, we go through sh*t
put a check on my opps, go check on my opps
[chorus]
n*ggas keep playing, man, that sh*t don’t make sense
when i know twenty n*ggas that’s gon’ take hits
white gold, bust patek full of paint chips
lil’ n*gga, but my bag big as saint nick
all my n*ggas shake sh*t, just like fake bricks
i love me a pretty b*tch that’s gon’ take d*ck
when i got shot, n*ggas played with me, huh
when them n*ggas got shot, i ain’t say sh*t (i ain’t say sh*t)
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