ON YOUR b*tch LIKE SKRT lyrics

by

ACOT


[Intro]
Uh, filthy
Uh, filthy
Uh, filthy (Uh, yo)
Uh, filthy (Haha)
Yo, uh

[Chorus]
Skrrt
Pull up in this b*tch like skrrt
Pull up on yo' b*tch like skrrt
Uh, skrrt

[Verse 1]
I don't need much, just some pus*y and a couple blunts
And some f*ckin' moolah, I been grinding for a couple months
Yeah, I sell drugs, sike, this ain't no damn confession
And I'm yellin' on this beat 'cause I got so much aggression
f*ck a lecture, f*ck a session, I'm just tryna smoke a blunt
And my momma doesn't hug me 'cause I f*ckin' smell like skunk
And my grandma doesn't hug me 'cause I smell like cigarettes
Pull the f*ckin' mask down like I'm f*ckin' Boba Fett
And I f*ckin' hit a lick, on a stupid little b*tch
And I kill his whole family if he ever f*ckin' snitch, ah
And I, wipe my fingerprints off a Glock
I never rep a city 'cause I been around the block
But I rep Cali till I mothaf*ckin' OD
b*tch, I am yo' master, call me Obi-Wan Kenobi
Huh, am I smoking on some purple tree
Yuh, b*tch, I know you want my D, skrrt
I said

[Chorus]
Skrrt
Pull up in this b*tch like skrrt
Pull up on yo' b*tch like skrrt
Uh, skrrt

[Verse 2]
Not a part, of the Illuminati
'Cause half the time I try to rhyme, the words just fly right by me
You wanna see these hands, boy? Just try me
And I'm never eating sandwiches without my boy Salami
My momma kicked me out because she said I was a Commie
I'm not the type to commit a f*ckin' kamikaze
And I'm not complaining 'cause these hoes are all up on me
I'm just tryna save the world, b*tch, call me Gandhi
I'm so f*ckin' grown up, I can do my own laundry

[Chorus]
Skrrt
Pull up in this b*tch like skrrt
Pull up in this b*tch like skrrt
And I f*cked yo' b*tch like skrrt
Uh, skrrt

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