Ski Mask Lyrics

You don't have the guts to be what you want to be

You need people like me

You need people like me so you can point your fucking fingers

and say that's the bad guy

So

What does that make you

Good? You're not good

You just know how to hide

How to lie

I don't have to lie

I always tell the truth

Even when I lie

All black fit with a ski mask

Doing my thing

I make it look easy

fish tail the whip down highway 50

Hit em with a slug leave em laying there leaking

All black fit with a ski mask

If I told them everything, they wouldn't believe it

Gone off that water, no Fiji

Fucking these bitches in Peachtree

All black fit with a ski mask

T-Shawty done told me where the keys at

But I ain't talking about driving

Kicking in doors, and we wilding

We the ones committed to violence

We ain't gotta move in silence

Long as you stick through the fucking assignment

We ain't gonna have no problem

All black fit with a ski mask

Long as we get to the skrilla

Hitting these licks in the village

Spray paint my name on the pillars

Know that I did it but don't have a witness

They can't identify me in the picture

Handling business

Rip, rip, rip to the one that seen it

His body covered in cement

Another soul took by tha young grim reaper

All black fit with a ski mask

Pushing the blood with a squeegee

On the phone with Satan, I'm using a Ouija

Do it so often, I don't need the pieces

Look at Medusa, she blowing me kisses

I'm in the kitchen, tossing the chicken

I hired a maid to wash all these dishes

Fucking these girls who hide dope they titties

Gripping their glock when a plug acting fishy

All black fit with a ski mask

Doing my thing, make it look easy

fish tail tha wip down highway 50

Hit em with a slug leave em laying there leaking

All black fit with a ski mask

If I told them everything, they wouldn't believe it

Gone off that water, no Fiji

Fucking these bitches in Peachtree

All black fit with a ski mask

Facts, just check my stats

They know what I rep and they know where I'm at

Guarantee hit and the mic is my bat

Kill every track with a lyrical attack

Dressed in all black with a ski mask

Tell me where the cash at, tell me where the sack at

I'm trying to get that, hunned round drum

Make a motherfucker get back

Tommy outside with a motherfucking big mac

Catfish, Billy make the trailer park zig zag

I'm in the woods with a motherfucking hicks at

Throwing 334 where tha motherfucking Gs at

Down in Alabama where they take yo life quick fast

I been making that quick cash making A bi stack

Circle K jumping so you know that I'm straight

Serving These Feens with tha scrape on my plate

Serving These Feens with tha scrape on my plate

All black fit with a ski mask

Doing my thing, I make it look easy

Fish tail tha whip down highway 50

Hit em with a slug leave em laying there leaking

All black fit with a ski mask

If I told them everything, they wouldn't believe it

Gone off that water, no Fiji

Fucking these bitches in Peachtree