Skuba Skooly

Uh Mm, mhm Tss (if you ain't got a beat from Ben, we don't trap with niggas) Ayy I used to love a ho, but not no more, that shit made me better Huh, huh, hmm, uh, huh I f*ck too good, that's why that bitch didn't wanna leave me never Huh, huh, ayy, huh, ooh Them niggas soft, soft as f*ck, you could tell 'em I said it Huh, mmm, mmm Niggas, niggas, niggas ain't ready Huh, niggas, niggas ain't shit, niggas ain't ready, ooh Huh, I do that I'm a lover and a fighter, I do that, uhh Huh, I shoot that Uhh, lover and a fighter, I shoot that, uhh In another nigga hood right where he like to be Draco on me, it's gon' fight for me, gon' end a life for me My suburban bitch say she like the streets, that's why she liking me That's alright with me, she know I'm plugged it in, them killers tight with me Uh, yeah, love the smoke, huh, like I like the weed Yeah, I start to smoke, huh, watch me light the weed Huh, I brung sexy to the trap, she ain't going back Huh, and I gave her bestie some of that, huh, she know how I act That chopstick'll make him lose weight, look like Hydroxycut Top side, peer outside before I had the cut Huh, knock a nigga out, then knock his mama up She out of luck, if I get that pussy, I'ma stretch it She say I'm good for the mind, body, spirit, keep her healthy Uh, my opps know I'm wealthy Huh, them niggas'll get dealt with Huh, he is by his self, yeah Huh, where the f*ck is your help at? Huh, I'll pull up with a KelTec Get 'em gone on your own, niggas Martin Lawrence they'll run and tell that Huh, your big homie fell off, you let him tell and he just fell back Huh, knock a snitch whiskers off, ooh, I hate to smell the rats Make a bitch crawl for it like Jamal I'm the shooter that's been gettin' money, you just got here, 'Melo Ball Like, I'm the brother that's been here clutchin', you ain't nothin', 'Gelo Ball Get that dog and sell out, but I won't sell out on none of my dogs Meetin' up, pull up in that white truck listenin' to Marvin Like, meetin' up, got some white bitches in here listenin' to Marvin Weed still with me 'cause I been the same since the start Stewie tryna find an opp and do some damage to his heart And Skooly 'round so I got heart And we got matchin' Audemars (Ohh, ohh) All this jewlery, could've bought two different cars I wanted to know, my baby Huh, can you understand the things I been going through? Said, I'm in the middle of a war, my baby I said, I might catch a body, then bome over, lay up next to you I ain't never killed a nigga nor scraped 'em or missed 'em Listen, I've been givin' out shit, come get some, don't risk nothin' I can't play the victim, don't miss him, don't miss nothin' Clear out all them tensions, no mentions on Insta' I grew up, we resorted to violence I'll lose it in this bitch and then find it Car got no mileage Gun got no silence Drip ain't for sale 'cause he came with no stylist Boy, we ain't 'bout to fight if I don't know you We can't never make it right if I don't hold you Damn, I was young, sippin' yams with the dog food man I was handin' back grams to the man in the van Free Blow to the neck, got my mans in the can You wouldn't understand, he showed me a million cash 'Bout young, I go dumb, I'll do you and your bitch I know Pirus and Crips, they'll shoot you in your shit Huh, I wanted to know, my baby Can you understand the things I been going through? (yeah) Said, I'm in the middle of a war, my baby (nigga) I said, I might catch a body, then bome over, lay up next to you (Turn around soon as you turnin' down) I wanted to know, my baby Can you understand the things I been going through? Said, I'm in the middle of a war, my baby I said, I might catch a body, then bome over, lay up next to you