Herbski - skate Lyrics

Uh, I'm the type to f*ck the bitch and skate
Bitches ask me how I'm doing, I say great
You worried bout these bitches while I'm worried bout this cake
Your lil bitch, you know we f*cked her, I don't know why she actin' fake
Me and Brody in two SRTs, we goin' out of state
I ain't even 'posed to be drivin' if I'm lit up, it's a chase
Niggas can't even afford McDonald's while I buy my bitches steak
I don't speak, we never lackin, don't you make that dumb mistake
Call big bro, he got that switchy, told that nigga, pass the Drac
Niggas love to say they slidin, they ain't never pass the gate
I be all up in my feelings, tell my Brody pass the drink
You can't even come around, you hit this blunt, then you gon' faint
Doing all these drugs, I can't think
Me and Brody bustin' both Glocks, we in sync
I can never put my lips on unless it's pink
Go and check ya man, we got him gone in a blink
I'ma call up Unc, I told him I'ma need more ink
And shorty want some minks
Bitches crazy, want some bread and I can't get a link
I just met a bad bitch, bout to f*ck her on the sink
Bitch, we only f*ckin, I will never buy a ring
No, I can never buy a ring
Switchy on that G, I got that drum, I letit sing
Bullets comin' at you like a bee, it's finna sting
Tender by my bitches, yeah, I'll kill you 'bout my ting
I'ma need that crown, I'm comin, knockin' down your king
Nigga ask the opps for help, he never gonna win
Yeah, we in that hot car, send that lo, we finna bend
Uh, I'm the type to f*ck the bitch and skate
Bitches ask me how I'm doing, I say great
You worried bout these bitches while I'm worried bout this cake
Your lil bitch, you know we f*cked her, I don't know why she actin' fake
Me and Brody in two SRTs, we goin' out of state
I ain't even 'posed to be drivin' if I'm lit up, it's a chase
Niggas can't even afford McDonald's while I buy my bitches steak
I don't speak, we never lackin, don't you make that dumb mistakee