SKIIYEE lyrics

[Intro: Sdot Go, Sexyy Redd & Jay Hound]
(Skeeyee), Like, everything dead, n*gga
Up in the spot, don't know what the f*ck I'm on
(Skeeyee), n*gga, suck my di*k
Stop runnin' from me n*gga
(Skeeyee), Like, yall n*ggas is pus*y, n*gga
Word to my dead mans, word to bro
(Skeeyee)
Ha ha
Ha, Free Sdot Go, you heard?
Grah, grah, boom
I'm bout to hold up, Naz
Like, like, n*gga

[Chorus: Jay Hound & Sexyy Redd]
Yo, bro, pass me the drink
This lil' b*tch tryna spill all the tea
I do not know her, I just met her
She was outside she was screaming out— (Skeeyee)
I was tryna' go see wassup', like— (Skeeyee)
Bro said she a eater
Like, can’t fall in love with a skeezer
Why’s M Row tryna be us?
Thick b*tch from the—
Jackin' my bop, she tryna eat, Farina (Like, word to bro, n*gga) (TTGZ do—)
[Verse 1: Jay Hound]
They like, "Jay Hound", yeah that's me
I brought a broom, they ain't know I could sweep
I send location, they know where to meet
Adrenaline on the gun, I might put em' to sleep
Two big twin chops on me
Utensils'll make 'em delete
Brodie a demon, he don't believe me
I bet this 40'll make 'em believe it
To-tote Mike Jack', so beat it
I don’t know why this lil n*gga still breathin'
Ooter a baby, looks is deceivin'
Like, watch what he doin' when he creepin'
Tried to get low, but I know that she wouldn't
She don't chase me, I'm not chasin' her either
(Word to bro, n*gga)
This b*tch keep—
Free bro, got booked for the ootin'
I'm tryna hop out the—
Like, I'm tryna hop out the Buick
I'm with the Sweeps, we in the spot, b*tches get lit to my music

[Verse 2: Naz GPG]
Yo—Yo Jay, look at this b*tch over there doin' hip sh*t
Like, she tryna get my attention
I don't pay her mind, she better keep wishin'
Like, I be keepin' my distance
I throw a shot, I ain't leavin' no witness
He tried to up, but he didn't
n*gga fumbled his chop and got missin'
You should've ran ever since the beginnin'
He start runnin', now he trippin'
Free Dot, he was glitchin'
Love all my n*ggas on bro I ain't swtiching
He caught a shot, his body twitchin'
Like, why did he think he be different?
Run in to me, or run into Jay, like
I bet you we both start clickin'
We caught a opp and that n*gga started b*tchin'
Bro put the beam on his back, he was stickin'
He tried to run, how far is he gettin'?
Like, bet you I complete that mission
[Chorus: Jay Hound & Sexyy Redd]
Yo, bro, pass me the drink
This lil' b*tch tryna spill all the tea
I do not know her, I just met her
She was outside she was screaming out— (Skeeyee)
I was tryna' go see wassup', like— (Skeeyee)
Bro said she a eater
Like, can’t fall in love with a skeezer
Why’s M Row tryna be us?
Thick b*tch from the—
Jackin' my bop, she tryna eat, Farina