DYLANN ROOF lyrics

[Intro: Coolie Cut & Ski Mask The Slump God]
Talk that sh*t
Haha Ew (Aye)
My throat feel like laze, b*tch, I feel like I got a frog in my throat
It's lit though, b*tch!
Ronny J produced it!

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
I might pack a pistol in my purse
Told that b*tch hold down the crip, cause I got court
If they lock me up, make sure I got a port
When I jump for my judges, b*tch from an angle
Like I'm curt, Like I'm curt, Okay like
Jack Frost cold with Frankenstein's sleeves
Diamond b*tch, stress f*ck a prince planteen
If a f*ckin' n*gga, try to not f*ck with Ski
Okay (Okay), getting hit
Okay like shooting 'em, aiming 'em
Shooting 'em, aiming, 'em
DYLANN ROOF, shoot up the place
Shooting 'em aiming 'em, Shooting 'em aiming 'em
DYLANN ROOF, shoot up the place
Jack Frost cold with Frankenstein's coat
Jugg walk two b*tch, can you dougie, b*tch

[Verse 1: Rawhool Mane]
I got a hole for the bae (for the bae)
She suck my di*k everyday (everyday)
When I leave she hella stay (stay)
But she know I gotta get paid (paid)
I might just call her Lil Tay (Tay)
I'm out for the night with the play (with the play)
Said this party is hoes like it's sleigh (Like a sleigh)
Said it's "lit" I'ma be on my way (on my way)
No I don't bang, but I stay got to stand clip it hang
Last one hit, but you probably get stained, If I be with your b*tch
Bet she get brain, two of the hoes with some mane
b*tch, you think I be spelling my name
Go to my lobby, you know that's dank, That's where I
Got them, my chopper my chain
Yeah, yeah I need some hoe gonorrhea
I dip in your b*tch got her feet up
She suck di*k and then look at my seatah
Call her Yachty when I need a re-up
Talking sh*t, but my brother get beat up
Got a b*tch and she look like Aaliyah (who?)
Heard your b*tch she be whipping the KIA
Wanna hop and f*ck in the KIA (ayy, ayy ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
I might pack a pistol in my purse
Told that b*tch hold down the crip, cause I got court
If they lock me up, make sure I got a port
When I jump for my judges, b*tch from an angle
Like I'm curt, Like I'm curt, Okay like
Jack Frost cold with Frankenstein's sleeves
Diamond b*tch, stress f*ck a prince planteen
If a f*ckin' n*gga, try to not f*ck with Ski
Okay (okay) getting hit
Okay like shooting 'em, aiming 'em
Shooting 'em, aiming, 'em
DYLANN ROOF, shoot up the place
Shooting 'em aiming 'em, Shooting 'em aiming 'em
DYLANN ROOF, shoot up the place
Jack Frost cold with Frankenstein's coat
Jugg walk two b*tch, can you dougie, b*tch

[Verse 2: Coolie Cut]
Got on the b*tch like Channel (Channel)
I'm lit like a motherf*cking candle (candle)
f*cking a b*tch you can't handle (Hey)
She run on my di*k like a pole (Ayy)
Ice on me runny nose (nose)
Playing with me you get froze (froze)
f*ckin with gain you get chose (chose)
I'm out for the night, gotta go (go)
Like, n*gga keep talking I can't get no f*ck
White girl is on me you know its like coke (coke)
Can I get weed? It come straight out the pole (pole)
Hit it one time you "uh uh" choke (choke)
Choking that hoe, that mean kick her outdoor (door)
Splash on you n*ggas, my diamonds on snow (Mmm)
b*tch you just catching a cold (Mmm, ayy)
Grab on my di*k like a pole (Mmm)
Like, I might put that pistol now you merk (Now you merk)
Ayy, like I might f*ck your daughter in her skirt (In her skirt yeah)
Yeah, like I might pull that pistol now you merk (Now you merk)
Like, like I might f*ck your daughter in her skirt (In her skirt yeah)
[Outro: Coolie Cut]
Yeah (Talk that sh*t), DYLAN ROOF
Shoot, n*gga you know we on the loose
Ayy, Talk That sh*t (Talk That sh*t)