skywalking - stanwill lyrics
[intro]
aye, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
i’m at the set skywalking
b*tch, b*tch, aye
[chorus]
firearm on me, human torch
boy think he tough, get that human torched
[?] said ain’t no time for you stupid wh0res
at the set skywalking, huh, finna use the force
yeah i’m at the set skywalking
[?] type sh*t, b*tch i’m a [?]
i might just buy dawg a scale, he keep eyeballing
forty yard dash to that bag, i don’t like walking
[verse 1]
man, i’m the swipe lord
ride around with that metal on me, i’m a cyborg
got petite sauce, wrote a method on the white board
told dukes i’d rather scam, i don’t like chores
i should bring a caution cone how i slide in wally’s
i’ll let a bullet beat yo ass, i don’t fight n0body
mean*mug on at every function, i don’t like n0body
i ain’t sippin’ green, dawg do i look like mike wazowski?
b*tch, tell me something that i don’t know
when i drop chain, i’m turning earth to a snow globe
do a opp like prince akeem, make it [?]
christian loubs on, lift my feet, let the soles show
told my b*tch what i’m wearing, she said, “bless you”
b*tch i ain’t sneeze, this givenchy when i step through
pop lab, got some sauce in the test tube
chopstick like karate class, i’ll stretch dude
i’ll pimp your little ride but i’m not xzibit
so don’t slide on my block in that honda civic
[?] with the punches, my b*tch like ronda with it
feel like isaac newton with this piece, i get this scientific
[?] chopsticks up at beni’s like f*ck the waiter
telescope on the plasma beam, i’m a tusken raider
[?] with ot in la like f*ck the lakers
thousand cuts on my finger tips, i been touching paper
[chorus]
firearm on me, human torch
boy think he tough, get that human torched
[?] said ain’t no time for you stupid wh0res
at the set skywalking, huh, finna use the force
yeah i’m at the set skywalking
[?] type sh*t, b*tch i’m a [?]
i might just buy dawg a scale, he keep eyeballing
forty yard dash to that bag, i don’t like walking
[verse 2]
me and tron a duo, b*tch we dynamic
couldn’t ride on our wave in a titanic
itching in store with that fire, i’m a swipe addict
jam, slide, and disappear, it’s just like magic
heh, jugging hams out of [?]
up a twenty strip on a b*tch, made her sh*t her panties
good chop for your burger ass, i’ll flip your patty
dawg you should hop off my d*ck and get in your bag
[?] with this b*tch, playing mind games
told her i just the head like a migraine
run it up, heh, now i’m having thigh pains
nah this ain’t cod but my shooter drop the spy plane
nineteen with some pape, can you say the same?
b*tch, sucking me won’t help you, you should hate the game
got more poles in the whip than ace of spades
you a loser, little dawg, nah we ain’t the same
heh, punching shoes, i’m a kickboxer
baby [?] knuckle up, he a sh*t rocker
b*tch want me and dee, she a d*ck hopper
you a star actor, i should throw you a big oscar
[chorus]
firearm on me, human torch
boy think he tough, get that human torched
[?] said ain’t no time for you stupid wh0res
at the set skywalking, huh, finna use the force
yeah i’m at the set skywalking
[?] type sh*t, b*tch i’m a [?]
i might just buy dawg a scale, he keep eyeballing
forty yard dash to that bag, i don’t like walking
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