R N SKI

Gremski

Bitch then told me she then sat down and finally listen to the music

(That's Okpetre)

She said, ****, you actually good

What the fuck you mean, actually, bitch

She like, no, no, not in a bad way

Like I really was just listening to what you was saying

And you really be talking some soul music type shit

Damn

I might hit my mimosa and preach, start doing soul music

I try to POV, see shit from a different way

Because I know the **** selling drugs and I know ones who chose using (Wo-wo)

Get some real money, conversations change

And I want all my bros fluent (Wooo)

Shorties change quicker than you think, boy

You bet not focus on what a hoe doing

Quicker than you blink, boy

**** wanna crash out, guess she got you at the brink, boy

I just wanna cash out, have pockets like them Brinks, boy

When you become cash cow, they'll milk you for a drink, boy (On skis)

She say it's kinda hard to link because, Grem, you too busy

Gotta lay vocals and patch jeans, you know these cribs need fixing (Wo-wo-wo)

**** at the end of they rope, but they scared to admit it

I was down before, you just gotta change your approach (Change yo approach)

Next time it's the end of my rope, it's hanging on a pendant

Somebody throw me a rope, cause I was drowning in some liquor

Wanna be Ski first, let me show a **** the ropes (Ski)

That **** was down and then got roped up in it (With the Skiers)

I got a badass bitch, open the door in a silk robe with nothing but just, bare butt in it

How that **** cry wolf, he ran to a werewolf **** (Wo-wo)

Judge threw dog the book, had a good plot, bad ending (Wo-wo-wo)

Tried to say shit bout perspective, but it's not that simple (See what I'm sayin')

He got 35, a lifer said that's not that many (Do you really see what I'm sayin')

Me and 28 Santa manifest cribs with fat chimneys (Woooo)

56 percent THC in that fat Lil Leaf (Mhm)

I'm the CEO because I do everything literally (Mhmm)

Not the tallest in this room still, don't let them belittle me (Mhmmmm)

Never do no hoe shit, be Ski and be yourself

And always get money, fuck hoes, what I'd tell the little me (Wo-wo)

**** want that shit like Cain and Abel, he too biblically

And bro just got a mini drac and hung out with some little people (Pr-prp-prpp)

And **** smokin' seven dwarfs, guess that's a pack of midget feet

She offered some snow white, I said nah, she said you kidding me

And give a bitch a syllabus, she said she love the way I teach

Smoke blew in the abyss, my eyes is redder than my seats

Hope you get the gist, I'm not just, talkin' out my teeth (My teeth)

Metaphors and similes, I rap soliloquies (Ahhh)

Bitch put on that Grem and start to rap that shit to me

This gun don't got a switch, still got a rapid-ass release (Ooooh)

I hold a LV in the air show bracelets

**** ain't on shit, **** obsolete

Bitch fanned out, the Skiers walked in and they're elite

Put somethin' deep up in her stomach, we out to eat

I might hit Mimosa and preach, start doin' soul music

I try to POV, see shit from a different way

Because I know the **** sellin' drugs and I know ones who chose using

Get some real money, conversations change

And I want all my bros fluent (Wo-wo)

Shorties change quicker than you think, boy

You bet not focus on what the ho doin

Quicker than you blink, boy

**** wanna crash out, guess she got you at the brink, boy

(That's Okpetre)