I'm a skincrawler
Lurking through the night Imma murk you and your father
Knifey on my side bitch I'm looking for the drama
Caught that boy lacking now he screaming out in horror (Cherri did you make this one?)
Already know one day Imma get my f*cking karma
Li-Lil bitch we finna swarm in like larvae
I'm rocking me some Rick with the Prada
You aint talking guala Ion wanna bother
I want my rollie presidential like Obama
I'm getting geeked off that mary jane that ganja
Bitch I'm elite, you won't see me never nada
Ever since I was younger bitch I knew I'd be a baller
Peons changing they lane switch
I aint with fake shit I don't speak that language
I don't give a f*ck about whoever that you came with
Diss me on ya song, pussy boy you better change it
Bitch I do not care bout no hoe
It aint nothin for me to f*ck her then to send that bitch home
Since I started this shit they took my flow
In with the new out with the old
Finna go back to mars like ET phoning home
F*cking up on some twin sisters
Lil bitch I'm not Christian, so I be out sinning
Counting this money bitch I'm tryna drive a big Bentley
Maybe I'll cop the Rolls with the stars in the ceiling
Certified psycho in this ho
Watch out for me, lil bitch it finna get critical
Talking down on my dead homie it finna get physical
Lil bitch I'm tryna get rid of ya
Smoking on ya mans this shit some indica
Best not approach me if you see me walking in the cut
Got the THC syrup I'm finna pour in my double cup
I'm finna f*ck on that hoe and then pass her to bro and then run it up
Told you I got all the money like hol up hol up, Romney yuh
I'm a skincrawler
Lurking through the night Imma murk you and your father
Knifey on my side bitch I'm looking for the drama
Caught that boy lacking now he screaming out in horror
Already know one day Imma get my f*cking karma
Li-Lil bitch we finna swarm in like larvae
I'm rocking me some Rick with the Prada
You aint talking guala Ion wanna bother
I want my rollie presidential like Obama
I'm getting geeked off that mary jane that ganja
Bitch I'm elite, you won't see me never nada
Ever since I was younger bitch I knew I'd be a baller
Peons changing they lane switch
I aint with fake shit I don't speak that language
I don't give a f*ck about whoever that you came with
Diss me on ya song, pussy boy you better change it
Bitch I do not care bout no hoe
It aint nothin for me to f*ck her then to send that bitch home
Since I started this shit they took my flow
In with the new out with the old
Finna go back to mars like ET phoning home
F*cking up on some twin sisters
Lil bitch I'm not Christian, so I be out sinning
Counting this money bitch I'm tryna drive a big Bentley
Maybe I'll cop the Rolls with the stars in the ceiling
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I'm a skincrawler
Lurking through the night Imma murk you and your father
Knifey on my side bitch I'm looking for the drama
Caught that boy lacking now he screaming out in horror (Cherri did you make this one?)
Already know one day Imma get my f*cking karma
Li-Lil bitch we finna swarm in like larvae
I'm rocking me some Rick with the Prada
You aint talking guala Ion wanna bother
I want my rollie presidential like Obama
I'm getting geeked off that mary jane that ganja
Bitch I'm elite, you won't see me never nada
Ever since I was younger bitch I knew I'd be a baller
Peons changing they lane switch
I aint with fake shit I don't speak that language
I don't give a f*ck about whoever that you came with
Diss me on ya song, pussy boy you better change it
Bitch I do not care bout no hoe
It aint nothin for me to f*ck her then to send that bitch home
Since I started this shit they took my flow
In with the new out with the old
Finna go back to mars like ET phoning home
F*cking up on some twin sisters
Lil bitch I'm not Christian, so I be out sinning
Counting this money bitch I'm tryna drive a big Bentley
Maybe I'll cop the Rolls with the stars in the ceiling
Certified psycho in this ho
Watch out for me, lil bitch it finna get critical
Talking down on my dead homie it finna get physical
Lil bitch I'm tryna get rid of ya
Smoking on ya mans this shit some indica
Best not approach me if you see me walking in the cut
Got the THC syrup I'm finna pour in my double cup
I'm finna f*ck on that hoe and then pass her to bro and then run it up
Told you I got all the money like hol up hol up, Romney yuh
I'm a skincrawler
Lurking through the night Imma murk you and your father
Knifey on my side bitch I'm looking for the drama
Caught that boy lacking now he screaming out in horror
Already know one day Imma get my f*cking karma
Li-Lil bitch we finna swarm in like larvae
I'm rocking me some Rick with the Prada
You aint talking guala Ion wanna bother
I want my rollie presidential like Obama
I'm getting geeked off that mary jane that ganja
Bitch I'm elite, you won't see me never nada
Ever since I was younger bitch I knew I'd be a baller
Peons changing they lane switch
I aint with fake shit I don't speak that language
I don't give a f*ck about whoever that you came with
Diss me on ya song, pussy boy you better change it
Bitch I do not care bout no hoe
It aint nothin for me to f*ck her then to send that bitch home
Since I started this shit they took my flow
In with the new out with the old
Finna go back to mars like ET phoning home
F*cking up on some twin sisters
Lil bitch I'm not Christian, so I be out sinning
Counting this money bitch I'm tryna drive a big Bentley
Maybe I'll cop the Rolls with the stars in the ceiling
Lurking through the night Imma murk you and your father
Knifey on my side bitch I'm looking for the drama
Caught that boy lacking now he screaming out in horror (Cherri did you make this one?)
Already know one day Imma get my f*cking karma
Li-Lil bitch we finna swarm in like larvae
I'm rocking me some Rick with the Prada
You aint talking guala Ion wanna bother
I want my rollie presidential like Obama
I'm getting geeked off that mary jane that ganja
Bitch I'm elite, you won't see me never nada
Ever since I was younger bitch I knew I'd be a baller
Peons changing they lane switch
I aint with fake shit I don't speak that language
I don't give a f*ck about whoever that you came with
Diss me on ya song, pussy boy you better change it
Bitch I do not care bout no hoe
It aint nothin for me to f*ck her then to send that bitch home
Since I started this shit they took my flow
In with the new out with the old
Finna go back to mars like ET phoning home
F*cking up on some twin sisters
Lil bitch I'm not Christian, so I be out sinning
Counting this money bitch I'm tryna drive a big Bentley
Maybe I'll cop the Rolls with the stars in the ceiling
Certified psycho in this ho
Watch out for me, lil bitch it finna get critical
Talking down on my dead homie it finna get physical
Lil bitch I'm tryna get rid of ya
Smoking on ya mans this shit some indica
Best not approach me if you see me walking in the cut
Got the THC syrup I'm finna pour in my double cup
I'm finna f*ck on that hoe and then pass her to bro and then run it up
Told you I got all the money like hol up hol up, Romney yuh
I'm a skincrawler
Lurking through the night Imma murk you and your father
Knifey on my side bitch I'm looking for the drama
Caught that boy lacking now he screaming out in horror
Already know one day Imma get my f*cking karma
Li-Lil bitch we finna swarm in like larvae
I'm rocking me some Rick with the Prada
You aint talking guala Ion wanna bother
I want my rollie presidential like Obama
I'm getting geeked off that mary jane that ganja
Bitch I'm elite, you won't see me never nada
Ever since I was younger bitch I knew I'd be a baller
Peons changing they lane switch
I aint with fake shit I don't speak that language
I don't give a f*ck about whoever that you came with
Diss me on ya song, pussy boy you better change it
Bitch I do not care bout no hoe
It aint nothin for me to f*ck her then to send that bitch home
Since I started this shit they took my flow
In with the new out with the old
Finna go back to mars like ET phoning home
F*cking up on some twin sisters
Lil bitch I'm not Christian, so I be out sinning
Counting this money bitch I'm tryna drive a big Bentley
Maybe I'll cop the Rolls with the stars in the ceiling
Writer: Michael Harding
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