Skate on Em'
T-Ray Da Don
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The money the only objective I’m stacking my hundreds collection Lil boy you not gang Where ya section Say that he plugged got connection Probation visit on a Monday I’m broke on a Sunday You knew I was stressing F*ck the DA Gatta get to the money This music my blessing Ain’t no second guessing Reminiscing to them nights I couldn’t get it right A young nigga jumping them fences They really hate I be grinding And I still be shining And that boy independent How you still work for another nigga How you trust the nigga Boy ya pack is rented Dippin im dabbin I’m scoping I’m scaviging Murda Mo nigga Stay representing Yo clothes looking baggy The hoes you hoes f*ck trashy Back then they was laughing They stomach empty Know ima eat like a feast These niggas be cappin They say they got beef But ain’t tryna cook Know it’s hot like some grease Shoutout Big Rizzo I roll with some goblins I’m chill on the beat Ima rap till it freeze Don’t f*ck with no rats But in love with the cheese Know it’s free Pablo Can’t wait till release Ima skate on em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on em I’m sick and tired of these niggas Buying these guns to look fly in a picture Syrup and soda In love with the mixture Beating yo ho While you text her you miss ha She really dramatic 2020 ima buy me a patek OJ the pussy I kill and stab it Bout a dollar say I’m Mr Krabbin Instead of giving me head That bitch gave me an aspirin She suck it sloppy I think she need a napkin Don’t get spit on my rug I’m to fly like Aladdin Most of these rappers be bluffing and cappin I knew I would make it Before I started rapping Yung nigga Juggin I didn’t need scale You Scream Free ya Patna That boy got a bail You get in that room and you write and you tell Tragic I’ll let you have it Bullets cut deep have you feeling traumatic Orlando my fit cuz I’m bout to do magic Ignite my Vega I’m Feelin fantastic I got niggas working Got rappers in panic Cuz I’m bout to blow like a volcano Feeling volcanic I be in my bubble cuz I need my space Man I’m feeling like sandy Underwater keys I be jammin Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on Em Skate on em
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