Skedaddle Lyrics

(Astro, Astro, Astro, Astro)

Yuh, it do not matter

M never ducking the battle

17 rearrange atoms, might take a swim

No I do not need a paddle, she finna eat me like platter

Tell her skedaddle, yuh cause I see the patterns

Yuh, I see the patterns, tell her skedaddle

Yuh, cause I see the patterns, I see the patterns

I need a patent, niggas was stealing the old swag so I let em have it

She a lil ratchet, she know a couple niggas that's ready to put you in caskets

Balenci bandit, Track 2 runners I don't even run

Dropping a four in a soda for luck

Moved out to Cali befriended the plugs

Niggas on PC's serving that dust

Uh, Glock 17 make it buss

Yuh, call up the troops flip a bus

Yuh, if you see something better hush

We in the cut like some bugs

Pop a 10 only get a buzz, lightyears ahead like buzz

She got a man, I still crush

She don't care so I don't give a fuck

I only chase my bucks, I'll never chase a slut

I already know it was just lust

Really getting tired of tuss, still dropping that bitch in a crush

But best believe I keep that stick on me

Just incase niggas tryna see what m bout

Huh, niggas getting ready to flush

Swerves getting ready to rush (rush)

I go berserk in her guts (guts)

She super thick like a bundt (bundt)

It's been a helluva month (a month)

Still finna make the trap jump (trap jump)

Still finna make shit shake (shit shake)

I ain't had food on my plate so thats why I always order some steak

Nigga better stay in his lane, before he get caught in the rain

Adderall go to my brain, breaking that hoe like m Bane

M tryna ice out a chain, after that fly out to Maine

We finna give him hell yeah, take the S outta Spain (pain)

Yuh, it do not matter

M never ducking the battle

17 rearrange atoms, might take a swim

No I do not need a paddle, she finna eat me like platter

Tell her skedaddle, yuh cause I see the patterns

Yuh, I see the patterns, tell her skedaddle

Yuh, cause I see the patterns, I see the patterns

I need a patent, niggas was stealing the old swag so I let em have it

She a lil ratchet, she know a couple niggas that's ready to put you in caskets

Balenci bandit, Track 2 runners I don't even run

Dropping a four in a soda for luck