AP Skelly

Now I just woke up, I had to pour up A hunnid racks straight out the 'Gram, ha You niggas mad like so what? Flew in a little ho straight from Japan Nigga, I don't rock no Vans I'm up in CELINE, spent your advance Yeah, his ho know who I am She all in my pants, but she got a man Let me go call up my mans Yeah, we made a hunnid bands, yeah, again Walk in the bank and they thinkin' I scam I'm smoking on Za' with my twin Yeah, who these lil' niggas is? Smokin' that lil' boy like a Stiiiz Yeah, nigga I just keep going up and going up And doin' that shit over again Yeah, you know these Glocks got switches Pour me an eight of some Tris They like, "Kan, how the fuck you got rich?" I'm like, "Ho, just stay off my dick" Yeah, racks stuffed in my Rick Uh, y'all hoes ain't on shit Serve that lil' boy some Fent Yeah, I'm the H ho, most of my niggas, they felons Yeah, I'm in the Gallo walkin' around, nigga Margiela, ha Boy, your ho get jammed up, know you tellin' And call Empire up, nigga finna go AP Skelly Yeah, all these niggas, they rich if you let them tell it Yeah, I'm finna walk out the bank, yeah with a 60 These niggas can't even walk out the bank with a seven These lil' niggas they broke, I know they sick Ha, broke ass niggas, yeah Double R shit, nigga, you know what I mean Yeah, uh-huh