SKIN lyrics
by FONY WALLACE
[Intro]
F-F-F-F-Fony
The Crimson Chin!
Spin in the whip, we not doing donuts
[Chorus: KIDx]
Spin in the whip, we not doing donuts
Mix goofy with boofy, roll up
I'm choosing my boo while you stuck with a sl*t
Got blew up, he doing too much, and I'm finna show you
The miracle of my flow, I'm here to cut up
Beat get slit like my wrist when sh*t sucked
Imprintin' the skin with the blood
[Verse 1: KIDx]
I can go down and come back with a vengeance
I am unhinged, KIDx a menace
Stab my back, I'll exact my revenge
Blast at his abdomen, snatch his appendix
Handle the business, dip real quick
Came back for the bag where we stashed it, it’s hidden
I ain't from Finland, you getting finished
Period end hem, give him a sentence
Packing the heat, call it brimstone
Get gas in heaps, we been stoned
I'm six foot under already, so tell me, how that can be more than ten toes
I'll snatch your feet and rip those things in half, so he can get nowhere
Have him thinking it's OV, he made at me
That sh*t's no fair
[Chorus: KIDx]
Spin in the whip, we not doing donuts
Mix goofy with boofy, roll up
I'm choosing my boo while you stuck with a sl*t
Got blew up, he doing too much, and I'm finna show you
The miracle of my flow, I'm here to cut up
Beat get slit like my wrist when sh*t sucked
Imprintin' the skin with the blood
Spin in the whip, we not doing donuts
Mix goofy with boofy, roll up
I'm choosing my boo while you stuck with a sl*t
Got blew up, he doing too much, and I'm finna show you
The miracle of my flow, I'm here to cut up
Beat get slit like my wrist when sh*t sucked
Imprintin' the skin with the blood
[Verse 2: VYTHE]
Shorty got whips like it’s GTA V
Ain't that your b*tch, why she f*cking with me?
I'm off a pill, now gritting my teeth
Yeah, I go rob the b*tch while she jacking my meat
n*gga I stay take it out in the street, and he think that he hard, but he just jacking me
Uhh, Glock in the passenger seat, yeah
I'm clutching this b*tch, I'm finna delete
I got C4 strapped all over my chest
If he stepping too close then I'm sending it uhh
Don't give a f*ck what a n*gga or b*tch say
I'll buy me two rings 'cause my middle is lost
Checking yo' sh*t and I go to the mall
I'm swiping it the Visa, don't care what it cost
Popping the stick, yeah, you know I'm a boss
Blowing that stick, yeah, you know I'm a boss
[Chorus: KIDx]
Spin in the whip, we not doing donuts
Mix goofy with boofy, roll up
I'm choosing my boo while you stuck with a sl*t
Got blew up, he doing too much, and I'm finna show you
The miracle of my flow, I'm here to cut up
Beat get slit like my wrist when sh*t sucked
Imprintin' the skin with the blood