SOS lyrics

[Intro]
(31)

[Chorus: Cybertrash]
I've been with my dogs in the cut kickin' sick sh*t
Yeah, we skatin' on these blocks, might as well do a kickflip
Got a big ass drum, fifty round for a big b*tch
S.O.S., look like Messi way I kick sh*t
Ayy, stone cold, new money, got a boatload
Headshot, I'ma take it like a photo
No guap, money short, like Frodo
Choppa get to jumpin', yeah, this sh*t look like a pogo

[Bridge: Cybertrash]
What do you need?
What do you need?
One, two, three, four, one, two, three

[Verse 1: Cybertrash]
They prolly gonna ask that, damn, I feel like Polar
Tellin' all her friends about me, I don't really know her
Problems? Damn, mama raised a soldier
Said he got some issues, I'ma let them meet the cobras
Say somethin', sh*t easy like a lay-up
Heard that you've been talkin', get the shooter like the playoffs
Ayo, in the b*tch up goin' crazy
Jesus take the wheel, I'm never gon' let them take me
[Bridge: Cybertrash]
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh, oh

[Verse 2: reefuh]
Yeah, hop up out, Mazi
One, two step, she so ruthless
I be runnin' to that bag while I'm pursuin'
This lil' b*tch think I'm her dad, yeah, she stupid
Pull up with my dogs at the count, they gon' pop sh*t
Boy, my pockets fatter than a b*tch, they Rick-y Ross-ing
I came out the head just like a pizza with no topping
Bullet through your chest, make that boy dance, he hoppin' (Yeah)
I've been walkin' through the forest, thinkin' bout the sh*t she said to me
Been tryin' to ignore it, might get chucked just like you Norris
Ran a ho just like she Laurence
I f*ck you up just like a Taurus
Coming out state like I was tourin'
I got this cash before I was born
Yeah, I guess this isn't meant to be (Yeah)
Choppa get to singing, boy, this is a symphony (Ah)
I ain't even know her name, but my bet's Tiffany (For real)
Reload the clip like fast as sh*t, that's an epiphany
Yeah, they be doin' sh*t for no reason
Boy, your pockets is anemic, they need bread, them sh*ts is measly, ayy
They came to the beach, bro, used to say you [?], ayy
Get some money, you're not funny, Alex Keely, ayy
[Chorus: Cybertrash]
I've been with my dogs in the cut kickin' sick sh*t
Yeah, we skatin' on these blocks, might as well do a kickflip
Got a big ass drum, fifty round for a big b*tch
S.O.S., look like Messi when I kick sh*t
Ayy, stone cold, new money, got a boatload
Headshot, I'ma take it like a photo
No guap, money short, like Frodo
Choppa get to jumpin', yeah, this sh*t look like a pogo