SK lyrics

[Intro]
(Reuel stop playing with these n*ggas)

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Throw a drum on the SK (n*gga)
Send them bullets to his chest 'til his chest break
Jam him in that dome with that Glock make his dreads shake
Beat the pus*y up and keep on f*cking ’til the bed break
Your n*gga paperwork look like a essay (n*gga)
I'm the boss around this b*tch call me jefe
Slide through I'ma act a foo with that damn Drake
I know n*ggas might switch up but them bands ain’t

[Verse 1: Slimmy B]
Young dog was moving too fast and caught a Fed case
Police still killing n*ggas that's a damn shame
Really in the trenches with them wolves and them damn apes
Catch a sucka, I ain't got no mask hit 'еm bare face
Lipped out on a pus*y n*gga madе his legs shake
I can't f*ck with certain n*ggas, they too damn fake
My n*gga poppin' pills like he got a headache
Crest n*gga we ain't f*cking with no damn snakes
I wish my n*gga was alive n*gga rip Tu
My young n*gga keep that fire and the bip too
This 43 a Gen 5 not no Gen 2
Throw a stick up on the 9 and a switch too n*gga
[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Throw a drum on the SK (n*gga)
Send them bullets to his chest 'til his chest break
Jam him in that dome with that Glock make his dreads shake
Beat the pus*y up and keep on f*cking ’til the bed break
Your n*gga paperwork look like a essay (n*gga)
I’m the boss around this b*tch call me jefe
Slide through I'ma act a foo with that damn Drake
I know n*ggas might switch up but them bands ain’t

[Verse 2: DaBoii]
Young wild n*gga, b*tch I'm turnt up
Pay attention when I talk, you will learn somethin'
Lying saying that that pus*y mine, you got the nerve woman
How the f*ck you trapping out that P and you ain't served nothing
I’ll pull up to the neck n*gga no gang
Bro pull up to the pawn shop with yo' chain
Put a bullet in his whip, give him road rage
My brother want them n*ggas dead, I told him okay
And we can play it how you want, let's get it popping n*gga
Don't make me catch an attitude and get to popping n*ggas
You look at the tab, me? I just buy it, we be shopping different
I got my toes out for today but I'll still sock a n*gga
I don't care who n*ggas with, I got a hundred shells
I'm still outside I never left, no I don't tuck a tail
I put them fortunes in the whip 'cause I don't f*ck with 12
Heard y'all be f*cking with them people, boy ya'll something else
b*tch
[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Throw a drum on the SK (n*gga)
Send them bullets to his chest 'til his chest break
Jam him in that dome with that Glock make his dreads shake
Beat the pus*y up and keep on f*cking 'til the bed break
Your n*gga paperwork look like a essay (n*gga)
I'm the boss around this b*tch call me jefe
Slide through I'ma act a foo with that damn Drake
I know n*ggas might switch up but them bands ain't (Bands ain't)