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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ski Mask the Slump God
Ski Mask the Slump God
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald Spence Jr.
Ronald Spence Jr.
Songwriter
Stokeley Goulbourne
Stokeley Goulbourne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SLICE
SLICE
Mixing Engineer
Ronny J
Ronny J
Producer

Lyrics

I think that first- intro is the one-who- was the one Water (wet-wet) Oh my God, Ronny (one, two, three) Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh, yuh-yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Yuh, okay, mhm He gon' need a first-aid kit, ain't doing the waiting This ass whooping is free, just like the Masons Giant what I am, Attack on Titan A beast in your reality, something like lycan Tell your bitch I've taken a liking My dick is her cup of Joe, not talking 'bout Biden Why they mosquito? They always be biting I'm striking like lightning, my watch on Ben 10 Popping like vitamins with the nine right beside me And then it's fuck the economy 'cause "they're taxing unproperly" Sign up here with the paper, instead, I do origami, and say, "Okay" Wipe ya nose, we cold, what we follow? The code I'm an animal, you see the silo Horns on the top the head, a nigga goat Rocket launcher, we tote, just like Starbursts, in throats In the ghost, Danny Phantom, on bro Know that I be picky, I eeny-meeny-miny-moe Go, go, go, go (yuh) Go, go, go, go (yuh, ain't from Chicago) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Put that on my folks (yuh) Go, go, go, go (yuh, yeah) Go, go, go, go (yuh, yeah) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Put that on my folks (yuh-yuh) I go crazy, I Steve-O, frick it, I'll blow like a damn C4 Heater beam, Dragon Ball Z, Piccolo Nigga think I'm scared to get jumped, Geronimo Wish a nigga would, like Pinocchio nose We gon' beat 'em, leave 'em purple, look like one of Barney's toes That's just how it goes All of my opponents get disintegrated from the head to the floor Like a rubber band, we show resistance And I'm pissing on 'em, these niggas my bedpan Bitch, I've been fly, Harry Potter or Peter Pan We gon' wax 'em, short of somethin' like Daniel son Call me Senpai, animatedly fucked the world, but no Hentai You outdated, your flow wrinkly like a hang dry (yuh, yuh) So what's the hate for? I'm on a Tron bike, about to skate by, ayy (okay) Golden like retriever, it's a wonder like I'm Stevie (yuh, yuh) From the bottom, like bikini, crown on me like Nefertiti (yuh, ha-ha) Litty like a titty, drip or drown in this city (yuh, yuh) I got my floatie, what's the deal-y, bitch? (yuh, bitch, water) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Go, go, go, go (yuh, ain't from Chicago) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Put that on my folks (yuh) Go, go, go, go (yuh, yeah) Go, go, go, go (yuh, yeah) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Put that on my folks (yuh-yuh)
Writer(s): Ronald Spence, Stokeley Goulbourne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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