Skilla Baby Flow Lyrics

I spent some bands on a fit, I ain't even get to wear

Niggas pocket watch they bitch

Cause they be doing more than stare

You can really ask the bitch

The color of my underwear

She gon suck up on my shit

While I be looking in the air

Bitch I'm high up in the clouds

Off the drank, I be leaning

Bitches thinkin we forever, Hell nah bitch you is dreamin

Gotta keep that tool on me

Niggas plotting just to scheme me

Ima young african so niggas hate for no reason

I gotta keep that tool on me

She said she called her boo on me

If I don't got my pole, Ima have to boom on em

Niggas can't fuck with my pockets like I got some blues on me

Niggas thinkin that it's sweet, but ain't no sweet tooth on me

I got some braces in my mouth, Free the homies out that cell

When I touch my first M, Ima call and make the bail

I can't really fuck with niggas, Niggas really run and tell

Snitch ass niggas better get a badge might as well

This a skilla baby flow, but niggas knowin it's APeezy

I ain't gotta shoot my shot

These bitches call when they need me

These niggas tryna be the kid

Hell nah, you can't be me

Like roddy ricch in this bitch

I'm tryna ball every season, nigga

Niggas always barking on the net don't even be loud

Niggas knowin it's APeezy

I ain't gotta shoot my shot

These bitches call when they need me