SKRRT lyrics
by Yung Bans
[Intro]
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt (Skrrt), skrrt
Skrrt (Skrrt), skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt (Let's go, let's go)
[Verse 1]
Kick a b*tch out, make her sleep on the floor
Run from the plug, n*gga it's f*ck what I owe
Smoking on dope sh*t, look like mould
Young n*gga get that sh*t out the bowl
Never been on the run, only run on the road
Hit a n*gga up, one shot, came close
Can't f*ck with yall n*ggas, I know you gon' fold
Got your hand out, did this sh*t on my own
Back in the seat, packing the heat, back on my feet (Yeah, yeah)
Smashing your hoe, clapping them cheeks, showing them teeth, aye
Rollie on my wrist, don't tick, don't tock
God a bad little b*tch, know the pus*y gon' pop
n*ggas know where I be, won't hide from no opp
Big drum in the Dray, won't need no Glock
Got a stick on me now, gon' run and get chopped
[Interlude]
Oh yeah (Huh), oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 2]
Yeah, running from the plug, yeah, straight like that
Drop down on a n*gga, then hit four flat
Clean a n*gga out, I ain't use their jet (Yeah)
Having too much dope, but I'm still gon' take (Money so long, so long)
I don't wanna f*ck if their hair game wack (Hm)
Yeah, young ass n*gga gon' ship them packs
He ain't never sold a brick, how the f*ck he gon' rap (Hm)
I was really in the streets, late night, straight snatching
b*tch