Credits
Lyrics
Frr, boom, boom, boom, boom
Caw, caw, caw
Huh, let's go
Let's go
Naughty brother
Shit, what happened to me, I'm broke
Fuck the sex, ****, I'm a real dead snake, ****
Huh, let's go
Let's go
Caw, caw, caw
Caw, caw, caw
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Caw, caw, caw, huh
I'm a real diss ****, I play where it's fittin'
One boy to die, ****, I was spittin' in the city
Your shit look light in my pockets, your kick
My pockets, your kick, you **** be broke
You was hidin' in the back of that truck, you a ghost
Hittin' in 'em right here, then that shit face should've broke
When I mess up, you sign me, drop my lo'
I ain't hide from shit, 'cause I'm stayin' with my blick
**** fuck South West, ****, free twenty black
You in trouble, come home, put this P where he at
****, I don't know why I be showin' pimps how to step
****, fuck who wanna do this, got left like the rest
Now they rappin' and shit, 'cause they dumbass got left
I dunno if she real, gotta put her to the test
In and out of them cars, now I paint like a vet
In and out of them cars, ****, I'm the black boss God
If I spin your rap, I see him and make it a ride
Tryna sneak in a rap, I see him, I'm bangin'
One **** heard shots, he ain't know I was taggin'
One **** heard shots, he ain't know I was shootin'
I'm fuckin' a fat buck bitch and I'm boomin'
And I fuck with a dice and you spin it, I'm swingin'
I'm sour in the pocket, I was droppin' that shit
And the bullets of **** was jukin' 'em
Bullets of **** was duckin', I'm headin' 'em
I hated my cousin
I hated his sister
I hated his mother
I hated his cousin
In fact if they he gave me the bow, I'ma bust him
A **** that died, they claim like, fuck 'em
So why can't I still try and catch 'em up?
****, I don't fuck with these ****, I'm Skainbane Ruckus
I'm a real diss ****, I play where it's fittin'
One boy to die, ****, I was spittin' in the city
Your shit look light in my pockets, your kick
My pockets, your kick, you **** be broke
You was hidin' in the back of that truck, you a ghost
Hittin' in 'em right here, then that shit face should've broke
When I mess up, you sign me, drop my lo'
I ain't hide from shit, 'cause I'm stayin' with my blick
**** fuck South West, ****, free twenty black
You in trouble, come home, put this P where he at
****, I don't know why I be showin' pimps how to step
****, fuck who wanna do this, got left like the rest
Now they rappin' and shit, 'cause they dumbass got left
I dunno if she real, gotta put her to the test
In and out of them cars, now I paint like a vet
I'm a real diss ****, I play where it's fittin'
One boy to die, ****, I was spittin' in the city
Your shit look light in my pockets, your kick
My pockets, your kick, you **** be broke
You was hidin' in the back of that truck, you a ghost
Hittin' in 'em right here, then that shit face should've broke
When I mess up, you sign me, drop my lo'
