Sunday Night Freestyle Lyrics

(Bbblowlee, wo-wo)

Skier

With the Skiers

On skis

How we go make this work when I'm the only one that's putting in work

We go see success cause I'm the only one that's pushing us further

Everybody say they wanna show, but I'm the only one that's pushing the curtain

This baby bottle been full of THC, she could've been fertile

I might seem like I ain't worried, but in my head, I'm fully been stressing

I don't never care if it's rented, I'm behind tint, still pushing the Tesla

If I call a nigga, my ski, you been my brother, we Hansel and Gretel

Big bro, love carryin' antiques, he got a musket and a old beretta

It's Dej Jam, how people carry round vendettas

Been too much violence, I took a shroom, need world peace like Meta

When I'ma settle down I don't know, that one I ain't met her

These some Legend pants, went in the mall, i ain't found none better

All the skis walk in, their eyes on us, they sort out rest of em

All the skis bout to make grand entrance, we bout to wrestle somethin'

This year, I wanna buy a crib and put my money up, invest in somethin',

Me and Ski a get that back together through a phone call or text or somethin'

Fold lil' shorty up like lawn chair, oven baked pretzel, huh

Diamonds flashin' lights like EMS, bout to take care of her

I just cleaned my earrings off, I seen more clarity than I ever saw

I just paid attention to myself, best thing that I ever bought

Back then, had to find myself, it was the best thing that I ever lost

Tellin' all of my skis the gems, some of the best things that I ever taught

It don't even feel right sayin' that one of the skis'll ever cross

I done found God on that same path and doin' it with my dawgs

I just put on two Louis bracelets just on my left arm

She done popped too many yerks, she on four, Bret Farve

She say I talk country, well, I got weed growers, I just left farms

Me and my shorty, all get skin to skin, and then we bare arms

We can all work out together, but we can't share carbs

How I show you how to fish, and you come back and still starve

Im balling ain't never missin', feelin' like the ski in March

And I knew my ski was missin', I ain't know he was at large

Drunk THC rubbed my eyes, I'm sleepy, made me feel allergic

Niggas ain't got grind inside they body, you really born lethargic

Niggas sell pounds in the evening, but in the morning, he a sergeant

Tryna get my company big as Walmart, I'm tryna aim for a Target

Me and shorty was supposed to work out, get muscle, now we electric Charger

Lil' nigga really think he charged up, he ain't even realize you left the charge