All Skill lyrics

[Intro: IceBirds]
Ayy

[Chorus: IceBirds]
I got exotic tree stuffed in my blunt
I got two lines that I dumped in my cup
Ain't 'bout money, then keep it on hush
Call on my gang, and you can get touched
Racks in my pocket, they long like a bus
He is too broke, gotta walk wit' a crutch
Cut off a b*tch, she stay tryna fuss
This sh*t is all skill, I don't need no luck
Make plays in the field but I'm not Cooper Rush
n*ggas been hoein', I never been such
All of my b*tches, they gotta small waist
All of my b*tches, they have a big butt

[Verse: IceBirds]
Drop stacks on my pants, I never been phoney
I'm eatin' steak, they eatin' bologna
Brand new Glock and I keep it on me
You say you gettin' some money, then, show me
Ayy, they stealin' my drip, thеse lil' n*ggas owe me
Talk sh*t, can you watch thе back of your homie?
No cap, too many bad b*tches on me
No cap, my pockets steady be growing
Walk in the mall, buy Gucci and Fendi
I keep me a stick, it gotta come wit' me
I put some brand new rims on a Bentley
[Verse 2: Bando Supreme]
Yeah, he can't shoot the stick, he timid
I'm runnin' wit' it just like Emmitt
What would you do for the ticket?
My young n*gga shootin' that choppa, no limit
So young, they might send him to juvey
The clip so long that it make movies
Get you some blues, you look clueless
We put the pack in the box like we movin'
All of my opps got ruin
Know that we bleed, no Bruin
These n*ggas been hoes from the jump
I got more gas than a pump
Ain't talkin' 'bout money 'cause they in a slumps
Send me the pack off, I'm in a rush
Pack gone soon as it touch
If it ain't 'bout money, then, I don't touch
Yeah, I love cash, no lust
Know me for breakin' the bank
I ain't check but I walk wit' a biscuit
These n*ggas gon' simp, but I ball out, Pipen
Damn computers, I'm checkin' for checks, not mentions

[Chorus: IceBirds]
I got exotic tree stuffed in my blunt
I got two lines that I dumped in my cup
Ain't 'bout money, then keep it on hush
Call on my gang, and you can get touched
Racks in my pocket, they long like a bus
He is too broke, gotta walk wit' a crutch
Cut off a b*tch, she stay tryna fuss
This sh*t is all skill, I don't need no luck
Make plays in the field but I'm not Cooper Rush
n*ggas been hoein', I never been such
All of my b*tches, they gotta small waist