Skilla Baby Lyrics

She said I got skill when I fuck, I'm a "Skilla Baby"

Fuck around and grab the pistol I might go and kill his lady

Fuck it, go and kill the baby

Off a eighth of shrooms the psilocybin got me acting crazy

I've been balling, making plays like I just shot a 3 today

Don't forget to when you step back hit that fucking fade away

And I'm drip down Louis V, I member rocking Bathing Ape

And I brought that laser in yo home, I'm blazing up this safe

Dumped the body off right in the back, down in the lake

Yeah, I mix the purple up, I call this bitch a wocky shake

Bought my pate-, bought my Patek a new face

I pulled them Benji's out the case and made it great

I just caught my favorite opp, loafing on my favorite block

Load them 762s up and run him down and take his watch

I just got my banger hot, I done threw an ounce up in the wood

Because I face a lot, I can't even tame the glock

Its blowin and can't control because I'm not the one who's banging shots

New exhaust up on it, you can see the flames and hear the pop

I just got the body bag for you, I laid you on the rocks

Fuck it, fuck it, go and mix the pot

Brodie tried to smoke a ho, I told his ass to fucking stop

Don't even throw em, go and box, knock him out then take a picture

Frame it, don't forget to crop, switchy making cheese

From all the bodies that it dropped, bought so many whips, I memorized the lot

Runnin home I'm bouta steal, the wheel fell off the whip like I done ran over banana peels

What the fuck is that damn build ?

I got ooters in the field, run up on them, gun up on them

They ain't know I got the shield, 50 magazine, gon' hit em flip his damn automobile

Masked up like Navy SEALs, you need that baby bib

I got my Faygo fizzed, stepped on like Lego brick

Mind on my fucking buis, shoota, gon' oot his ribs

She got them boobies did, and I'm gon' let her have them kids

She said I got skill when I fuck, I'm a "Skilla Baby"

Fuck around and grab the pistol, I might go and kill his lady, yeah

Fuck it, go and kill the baby

Off a eighth of shrooms the psilocybin got me acting crazy

"Skilla Baby" making "Crack Music", turning the fuck up

I don't wanna hear what you saying, just shut the fuck up

Spinning round this bitch like a ratchet up on a lug nut

Every time you see the big body coming, make sure the gun up

Money made me take care of the things that I was stressed about

That was what you supposed to do but then, you went and kicked me out

I got money in the bank, I'm stressing bout these Benjis now

I got so much P's of za that you can't even get this loud

Smoke, hopped up out the Subaru and blast it at his throat

All the wodies found him, figured out we had a mole

Took it from my duffel, trying to steal his fucking O

And now nobody's gon' fuck with him cause they know he a HO

Hopped up out the dick up on the gun, look like it's gay (pause)

Go and grab the boobs, they on the bottom of the drake

Switching out the magazine so I can hit his place

I'ma unload with the LMG rounds, nobody's safe