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Skrrt, Skrrt
By GETZH (Haha)
Che, Che

Auto Pilot
Space coupe, yeah we skying
Don’t loose, yeah we shining
In the trunk, loads of diamonds
Yeah, auto

a bitch named Mimi, don't want sex just get on the knee knee
Trap or die dog, man these niggas wanna beat me
A King is how they treat me, she gon' suck me

a flight
Wake and bake and levitate, and you'll be up in space by night
Jesus y'all need to pray to Christ
Yeezus said y'all slaves for price
I don't fuck

these niggas as my husbands, with my own set of keys
I am the queen of this castle, ain't no room for a king hoe
All these bitches hatin', but they still

in any crime
That's why lot of girl just wanna be my prime
I gath no more much time
I know bitches all around
Go never let me know down
I'm a king With

step and light it up, I'm the king of pound
Looking at her face and oh my god, you can see the sound
You can see the sound every time I come around
Call

a freak hoe
Shit, I'm goin beat mode
I rip this bitch up like I'm King Kong
Just me in my kingdom
Cause I stand alone
When I got this Amiri, this Gucci

shit so fresh boy this shit come from out of town
Boy I'm the new king in this bihh where the fuck my new crown
Boy I'm the black Mario when I hop in

no Nikes

Niggas upset cause they can't flow like me
Niggas so icy, I'm having motion like Gucci
I'm proud of my sneakers, they Louie
Opps tryna do me,

kings
I was built from the dirt

Connected my soul to the center of the earth
For some of you rappers, y'all fucked up
Now it's my turn to act up, goddamn

with Gucci bag
Shawty broke that's a clearance Rack an
You're her budget man
If she got it she won't show it
She come to you for allowance
You gladly

Blue King, pharaoh, trust money only ENT I know you tired of this games
And you tired of this lies Come and walk with me
Come and talk with me Just

a bean like a sensu
I been mixing up my lean in a test tube
Its still Gucci with the velcro I ain't rocking shell toes
Living like a king but I'm dying

I feel like I'm Toucan Sam
Different color vv's I'll show you on cam
Rocking Rick Owens getting fly Peter Pan
I was raised by wolves I ain't get

Me love everything you do to me
Loui Gucci Prada dolce and gabbana
You deserve all the things you ask for

Ma baby,
don’t look at me and say you’re

the fuel Exhaust chrome on the tips Kenny Duke I be going Off
Tight like a wedding ring healthy with the smoothie king
Stepping out fresh like I'm bout to do

credit card without think bout way it's costin'
It's what Franklin said, I built this shit brick by brick n*gga
could never let a lame trick me out my shit

Aye
Aye
Wait wait wait wait
Wait can't leave without me
Can tell the man I am by who I let around me
Said if you gon play wit my heart
Put me back

Chastity couldn't solve em Cassidy was a problem like Gucci C Murder
And Boosie nigga all them saw life on death row preservers but Curtis
Took nine

You a gangster but you know you ain't got to be
All this talent I ain't none but a prodigy
Man I'm driven by the fire that's inside of me
Scottie pippen

said I was a king
But that was way before the Gram
They took me for slave, and the sell for an ad
It don't add up
Fuck it I thought we were supposed

at yourself do you scream for help
Real sh*t 's all I felt nothing else you could tell
Like my complimentary belt keep it G yours tend to melt Gucci
Toss it

and Givenchy my robes
You don't wanna go down that road
She from the North but I'm from the south
Talking GT I'm the king with the crown
Ain't with that fake

legs
All receipts by Fedex
Strollin' my ass on the jet
Hey, look
All this strippers on me
When I stroke, got it clean
All this stones 'bout to freeze