Gotta Skate (Bonus Track)

Imma snap on this hoe like a gator I stay on my grind Cause I used to be a skater I jet on that hoes Tell that bitch I'll see ya later Whole gang going up Top floor elevator 4x4 on me but no we ain't racing Laser beams go Now he's dancing now he's raving I been peeped the plot Got it locked in with Raven If I make it back I ain't talking I'm just skating Skate skate skate skate I ain't talking I'm just skating Got away so clean Look at the watch Look at the bag that's Listerine Slatt Slatt riding in the coupe Riding with my goon Rob em for my team I'm smoking Cali grown Sipping purple tea I'm off the fucking leash I'm off the fucking leash Diamond chocker F*ck you mean I don't need you You bitches need me I'm off the fucking leash I'm off the fucking leash I ain't talking I'm just skating Skate skate skate skate skate skate I ain't talking I'm just skating She got a leak She need the pipes I make her squeak F*ck you mean Freek-a-leek This the peak I need the rings I had a dream So unique I manifested my reality Now I'm in the fucking lead He prolly gonna hate So f*ck it let him hate He don't know that I fucked his lil bae He say he gang gang I just say he fake He wanna be like us but He don't got what it takes Smelling like dank all in the bank Laughing like a villain Blowing smoke all in yo fucking face Ain't no respawns in this game Better say ya grace Copped a brand new coat Then I made it rain Back at it Addicted to these trap habits I make yo girl disappear Like it's black magic You want some smoke Well Combo brought the gas And I got a pocket full of matches Let's get it cracking And sometimes I don't know which way to go Everywhere I look all I see are clones How he a boss but His whole squad broke Ain't no fake it till you make it You gon fake it Till you get yo ass smoked This boy a joke I put that dick all in her throat She want some more This fucking crazy bitch Won't leave me alone My brother Skrilla static shock Man he do the most Bottle service on the flight Let me make a toast Designer drenched Got me dripping like a hose No pistol no shells no witness That's a case closed I couldn't sell my soul So I had to do it on my own Hold up man let me pour this four I'm just a fucking ghost That's all you need to know I'm just a fucking ghost That's all you need to know I'm just a fucking ghost That's all you need to know I'm just a fucking ghost That's all you need to know