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Ski Mask the Slump God
Ski Mask the Slump God
Chant
ZillaKami
ZillaKami
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Gabriel Guerra
Gabriel Guerra
Paroles/Composition
Ronald Spence Jr.
Ronald Spence Jr.
Paroles/Composition
Eric Mullegger
Eric Mullegger
Paroles/Composition
Edwin Morina
Edwin Morina
Paroles/Composition
Stokeley Goulbourne
Stokeley Goulbourne
Paroles/Composition
Julius Rogers
Julius Rogers
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
DJ Scheme
DJ Scheme
Production
RONNY J
RONNY J
Production
Tupin
Tupin
Production
Carlton McDowell
Carlton McDowell
Production
Rico On The Keys
Rico On The Keys
Production
Víctor Pereyra
Víctor Pereyra
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Yup, yup, yup (ayy, ayy) Yup, haha (y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch) Ronny J, go stupid (ooh) Shine like lightning, call me Thor, I bring the thunder, yuh, huh Got on Balmain jeans, Gucci wear, underwear under, yuh, huh Got on Infinity Stones, this world, I'm gonna conquer, yuh, huh Can't fuck with these fake woke niggas, they just might stunt my slumber Lookin' at the chandelier diamonds on my neck, water, like cucumber Bitch, I'm tryna get-get-get-get-get that pussy, Blac Youngsta stutter When I pull up on a bitch, she immediately treat me like udders When I open up my energy, rupture the world's natural structure Okay Bitch, back, back, back it up Stop act-act-actin' up (okay) I'll hack, hack, hack you up Stop act-act-actin' up (what's up?) My Gucci gems 'bout 16 (huh?) Throwin' up them 13's (huh? Yeah) Watch cost about eight Gs (okay, huh?) Masked up like it's Halloween (okay, yeah, okay) I got surveillance on satellite of your bitch plans tonight (yeah, yeah) For me, she ride tonight, um (look at it, look at it, look at it) I am the bright of the darker times Just like her bedroom, man, I am her night light of, um No bands, if I'm Superman then that's kryptonite, um Goin' in like a dimple or like a cellulite, um (ha) See you a fan but you kinda bitin', you termite And now I'm heatin' up, feelin' throwed like a thermite, uh Niggas be still like birth (still like) I can recognize that you pie, but you lies with the worst (let me see what you worth) I could put his face on a shirt Got him breakdancin' 'cause I'm with a little Uzi, no Vert Like where the children be, gotta be kiddin' me Damage 'em, I think they sick of my tyranny Goku spirit bomb this whole damn vicinity Treat 'em like a moon mission, land on 'em literally (wet) Uh, uh, uh, when he is shakin', he crumble, he is croissant (see it) Light at the end of the tunnel, I am like moth (I am) Watchin' the windows for opps, Microsoft, huh (oh), I'm like Stuntin' on 'em til the sun up now (stuntin' on 'em) Studded wristband like Kung Lao Niggas tryin' me, come on now (niggas tryin' me, come on) Diamonds entering the fist, Kung Pow On my Earl Sweatshirt, so many necklace (I might, I might) Fuck the Matrix, bitch, I'm in the Nexus (I might, it smell like bitch in here) In a Lexus, tryna find the exit What? Nigga, shh, fuck (woah, woah, fuck) Bitch, back, back, back it up Stop act-act-actin' up (okay) I'll hack, hack, hack you up Stop act-act-actin' up (what's up?) My Gucci gems 'bout 16 (huh?) Throwin' up them 13's (huh?) Watch cost about eight Gs (okay) Masked up like it's Halloween (okay)
Writer(s): Ronald Spence Jr., Edwin Morina, Eric Muellegger, Stokeley Goulbourne, Gabriel Guerra, Juluis Rogers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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