Skrilla Man Lyrics

From the jects' where we come

Now it's hoes all in the front

Niggas acting like they tough

I lay my belt like you my son

Bitch I came from where it's at

Toting pistols in the back

All my niggas with that shit and all my thots got them some racks

Who the fuck is over there

Swear to god don't make us step

I'm tapped into every city

I get money everywhere

Take your trap and make it busy

Bet not try to intercept

My lil partner into bending

Say the word he came and swept

Aye, I ain't that nigga that you play with

Four-Five my right hand, when I lay down it stay with

Take a bitch to the Days Inn

Tryna hide out on my safe shit

Too slow in the fast lane, catch a opp make his ass shape shift

100 racks in a book bag

Shawty bad, she just look mad

Nigga stayed down played the game how it go

Want the crown so I took that

Got racks no joke

You got funny money like Sinbad

I'm the big man, bitch I been that

Got a problem, nigga better send that

And I been ready God told me when

All my bitches like over 10

I'm top dog like Noma is

Lil brother said it, we rolling then

I ain't worried bout what no bitch gone talk

They'll be back, my shit gone pop

That cuban link it's standing out

I fan him down

I'm flexing racks on Instagram

Your bitch call me skrilla man

Free my niggas out the can

My pockets look like summer slam

From the jects' where we come

Now it's hoes all in the front

Niggas acting like they tough

I lay my belt like you my son

Bitch I came from where it's at

Toting pistols in the back

All my niggas with that shit and all my thots got them some racks

Who the fuck is over there

Swear to god don't make us step

I'm tapped into every city

I get money everywhere

Hit your trap and make it busy

Bet not try to intercept

My lil partner into bending

Say the word he came and swept