Skrew'd Up - Khori⁴ & JAKADA: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Khori⁴ & JAKADA

Skrew'd Up

1

Hip-Hop/Rap

Skrew'd Up was released on April 11, 2025 by Mozaic.io Halo Program / High Life Krew as a part of the album Penrose

Song Details

Release DateApril 11, 2025

LabelMozaic.io Halo Program / High Life Krew

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Khori⁴

Rap

JAKADA

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Christopher Clark

Christopher Clark

Songwriter

Corey Bradley

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Khori⁴

Engineer, Executive Producer

Dj Spowed

Producer

Lyrics

Got to be dope when you're trying to catch a shine

Be alert, keep a small crew

What they might do

Pay tides

Then they're playing both sides

Got to be dope when you're trying to catch a shine

The moon never sets, get to sparkin daytime

Always be alert, better keep a small crew

Never know on who it is and what they might do

Watch them get ghost when it's time to pay tides

And if they on the fence, then they playing both sides

Thumbing through the check, got to keep it low-pro

Tipping with the pole, **** acting like hoes

So many tragic tales and **** that trap in tails

Say **** go back to cells, get out and go back to sales

Can't fuck up rotation, I guess **** is passing Ls

And some of them stack it well, while others don't have a bill

**** be smiling, but really jealous and mad as hell

If **** can't get to you, best believe they be at your gal

Stick to the grind, no need to fake when you had a rail

Shorty play 12, then vamp on you like Abigail

If scars can tell a story, believe that a tattletale

Hot girl summer pissed in the spring, now the mattress smell

High as the heavens and hell is low like a fat Adele

When **** sell they soul to get chose for a fatter deal

Even underwater, still fresh like I have a scale

The others is bottom feeders, they crabs that don't have a shell

Watch for them dogs, cause they'll hunt you like Annabelle

Close your ears to the lecture, they man eaters, they Hannibal

Got to be dope when you're trying to catch a shine

The moon never sets, get the sparkin daytime

Always be alert, better keep a small crew

Never knowing who it is and what they might do

Watch them get ghost when it's time to paint ties

And if they on the fence then they playing both sides

Thumbing through the check, gotta keep it low pro

Tipping with the pole, **** acting like hoes

My mind got painted walls, designed and made it all

They lying, they ain't involved, these **** is bitches

They whores, faces is painted on, they hiding but claim it's war

These guys ain't came to talk, this movie get rated R

Lyrical exercise, we came here to raise the bar

You gon' need an exorcism or something to save ya boy

My bitch, she's so sacrilegious, she dripped in that Christian Dior

Don't play with your faith, if you sin, she'll show you the way to God

I got my money up, you **** will sit and starve

Ain't sitting and wishing on stars, we outside getting what's ours

Life is a bitch, fuck the world, I'm hitting it raw

**** don't amount to shit, give a inch, I'm taking a yard

I got away with the fraud, might start pulling your cards

I ain't heard shit in a minute that I could fully applaud

Walk in the spot, they annoyed, internally pulling alarms

99 problems, but ain't nothing a fully can't solve

Got to be dope when you're trying to catch a shine

The moon never sets, get the sparkin daytime

Always be alert, better keep a small crew

Never know on who it is and what they might do

Watch them get ghost when it's time to pay tithes

And if they on the fence, then they playing both sides

Thumbing through the check, gotta keep it low prone

Tipping with the pole, **** acting like hoes

Uh, where the cash at? A dollar or a stack

Nah, I can't look past that

I'm in the upper class, boy, you nothing but class act

I come from the street, where it's nothing but trash at

Walking in my shoes, something you couldn't last at

I got that firework and fireworks give me flashbacks

We hear a tire skrt and they go right with a stash at

We hit the dash, tour the whole city, we lap that

Always been that ****, never one to be laughed at

My crew got that thrax pack, this where you relapse at

They calling it hazmat, better keep it cool

Never knowin who I'm with and what they might do

Watch them get ghost when it's time to pay tithes

My **** ghostbusters, they ain't letting shit slide

Coming for the check, gotta keep it low pro

Tipping with the pole, **** acting like hoes

Yeah

Jakada

Khori⁴

Gots to be dope when you trying to catch a shine

Yeah

Roll up

Least four of them motherfuckers

What you got in your cup

Screwed up shit

Written by: Christopher Clark, Corey Bradley

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