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skeleton
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Hip-Hop/Rap
skeleton was released on May 16, 2025 by treb$o as a part of the album skeleton - Single
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Release DateMay 16, 2025
Labeltreb$o
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
treb$o
treb$o
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
osbert bonilla diaz
osbert bonilla diaz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
treb$o
treb$o
Producer

Lyrics

When you walk in this bitch you irrelevant
That bitch praying to me like a reverend
All these diamonds lil' baby you can't handle it
So much percs you can feel it in my skeleton
In a all blacked out truck like the president
It's okay lil' baby don't mention it
You a devil bitch you is not heaven sent
Tweakin, leave her
I'm like I don't need her
Feinin, dreamin
I'm like you a eater
We get high no fever
Fuck around with no reason
Fuck around smokin' on reefers
You just mad cause you cannot be us
Yeah, yeah
Lil' baby got my diamonds dancin
Got her singin' on some Marilyn Manson
She be switchin' up she on a tangent
On a mission ain't talkin' Apollo
When she suck me up she finna swallow
I'm the leader yo bitch finna follow
I just spent two thousand on a ring
Lil' baby I was lying
I don't got that kinda money yet
One day I'ma cop me a jet
And my pockets gon' be full of racks
And VVS's on my jeans and my fuckin' tee
And VVS's all on me, on my fuckin' teeth
Ain't nobody finna hold me back
I'ma make it all the way to the top
When I'm up I never finna stop
I gon' keep on goin' till I drop
Yeah, till I drop
I will never stop
Till I drop
I will never stop
When you walk in this bitch you irrelevant
That bitch praying to me like a reverend
All these diamonds lil' baby you can't handle it
So much percs you can feel it in my skeleton
In a all blacked out truck like the president
It's okay lil' baby don't mention it
You a devil bitch you is not heaven sent
Tweakin, leave her
I'm like I don't need her
Feinin, dreamin
I'm like you a eater
We get high no fever
Fuck around with no reason
Fuck around smokin' on reefers
You just mad cause you cannot be us
Wait, yuh, you trippin' on that
F-fuck a bitch I blow her back
Lil' baby go count me some racks
Lil' baby go count me some racks
Don't worry about me hoe
Just don't worry about me
If you not finna be there, then fuck off of me
I'm gonna do my own thing
Just wanna live my dream
Got the glock chillin' by my side
Off the double cup, yes I'm high
That lil' bitch done caught me by surprise
I be chillin' with her late night
Late night
Late night
Written by: osbert bonilla diaz
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