Gang, nigga
Yeah, ayy, Skii
(Can you forgive me?)
Skii, Skii
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Had grown man money since I was just a minor, nigga
Who you know fuckin’ with me? You can’t find a nigga
Put that bitch on her knees, I ain’t tryna hit her
French tips and big lips, she like Kylie Jenner
Bro said don’t pull up if you ain’t buyin’, nigga
Wake up, shittin’ on ’em and I ain’t even tryin’, nigga
Keep a lot of pretty women, I like fine bitches
Hit the jeweler, got my dog a chain to shine with me
Money, only thing that’s on my mind, really
Forget the counter, count it up with thumbs, silly
She like, “I can’t believe Tyler said he done with me”
I’m goin’ dumb, countin’ blues, dumb fifties
She let me paint her face, I’m her favorite artist
If this was a race, I’d be in first place, regardless
Fell in love with that bag, got my first taste
You waited months, I hit that cat on the first date
Took a good girl and did her the worst way
This rap is my job, I wake up and work, bae
I don’t care about the nonsense they say
Can’t change on fam, they made me this way
Lil’ bitch, I ain’t no game, don’t try play me
Young nigga lit, look at mama’s baby
Made a bag, spent a bag, it ain’t nothin’
Why he your baby daddy? That boy bluffin’
No BBLs, no shots, my bitches thick
Diamonds hittin’ hard, like fight night, quick
Told you this my year, I’m not kiddin’
I might dog my chicks, but still get the kitten
Just ’cause I’m ballin’ don’t mean I’m trickin’
Step in the booth, cook heat like I’m in the kitchen
Had grown man money since I was just a minor, nigga
Who you know fuckin’ with me? You can’t find a nigga
Put that bitch on her knees, I ain’t tryna hit her
French tips and big lips, she like Kylie Jenner
Bro said don’t pull up if you ain’t buyin’, nigga
Wake up, shittin’ on ’em and I ain’t even tryin’, nigga
Keep a lot of pretty women, I like fine bitches
Hit the jeweler, got my dog a chain to shine with me
Hit the jeweler and I bought… yeah, ayy
Hit the jeweler, got my dog a chain to shine with me
We all gon’ shine, on God, nigga
Skii
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