​splee my stain lyrics

[Intro: jaydes & yuke]
(Finesse cult)
Uh, uh, uh (Skee-yee, Skee-yee)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Skee-skee, skee)
(You have no heart!)

[Verse 1: jaydes]
b*tch you speaking rat, ride 'round, we’re not f*cking with ya, yeah
Najma Cult, yeah, we're not f*cking with ya, yeah
You ain't said nothing when I was in there with ya, yeah
My b*tch snortin’ beans in there, dodgin' pictures, yeah
Yeah, walk out, slap them hard, you probably think that sh*t hard, yeah (Shh-shh-shh)
Hit a stain on that jit, he probably won't get far, yeah (Probably won't get far)
Hit a stain on that jit, he probably won't get far, yeah (Probably won't get far)

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 2: jaydes]
"Why yo' jeans so big?" 'Cause I sag too much
Why you questioning a n*gga? Get a bag, lil’ bruh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Light candle, light blunt, five packs of them Runtz (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bite the swag off my di*k, put some rats in you, bruh (Ayy, ayy, what)
n*gga, yo’ sh*t still ass and I'm not @’ing you, bruh

[Verse 2: yuke]
Yeah, cash b*tch, I got it, huh
New hoes, I get it, yeah (Skee)
Shots for your lil' fitted, yeah (Skee-skee)
I shoot at your fitted, yeah (Skee-skee)
b*tch on molly, lit as f*ck
I'm too blunt, I'm in her gut
Lil’ ho, tryna play me, I ain't dumb
Money on yo' head, get yo' ass gone
Blo-Blow the check, make it back, money too long
Do-Don't give a f*ck, b*tch, I'm smokin' on strong
n*ggas stay silent, you don't want me to do you wrong
Yo' ass ain't stay silent in that courtroom
f*ck a lil' chest, we gon' aim at his dome
Callin' his b*tch, he hear the b*tch moan
I don't do handouts, I don't do loans
I run down on a n*gga, show him what's gone
Ayy, ain't no n*gga that I fear
Japanese denim, you're shoppin' at Sears
In my own lane, I don't even got peers
n*gga got shot and left dead, like a deer
n*ggas be roleplayin' like Madea
Trapfinessecult, this the Goetia
She in a cult, she gotta be a bleeda
Succubus, where she at? I'm tryna met her
I don't wanna text, b*tch, just meet up
Popped the cosmo and the wanda, I'm geeked up
The god of Goetia, be blastin' your speakers
They gotta be smokin', she thinkin' I need her
(Skee)
(Audio Grimoire)
(Audio Grimoire)
(Finesse cult)